I feel like there is a giant whole in my chest....and no matter how much I pretend, or try, I cannot fill it back up. This is far too much to deal with right now - this is suppose to be a break, not a let's-see-how-much-heart-break-you-can-take-without-self-destructing.
I think I need a vacation. Unfortunately, I don't have time - literally and figuratively. I miss being a kid and only having to worry about whether or not there was a fruit-by-the-food in your lunch or not. Not serious health issues, death, depression, heart break, sadness, feeling so alone you can't stand it. What's worse: not being able to do anything but cry - because that's the only way to release it, to purge it from your body long enough to get through the rest of the day. Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
(and hope no figures it out....or asks you if everything is alright. because it's clearly not.)
Hoping tings will be ok at your end soon. This is a tough phase of lyf but its a part of physically growing up... Something my one of my post...
ReplyDeleteThere's no such thing as a grown up. We move on, we move out, we move away from our families and from our own, but the basic insecurities, the basic fears and all those old wounds just grow up with us. We get bigger, we get taller, we get older, but for the most part, we're still a bunch of kids running around the playground trying desperately to fit in. - Grey's Anatomy
I think I might just take things as they come for right now, but I am moving forward with life. It scares the living daylights out of me, but I am going forward regardless.
ReplyDeleteand thanks for the 'wise words'; I love Grey's Anatomy and I feel it can always be counted on to get a person though a tough/difficult time. You have only further proven this - thank you (: