Wednesday, June 3, 2015
I've been so wound up I can't even set goals. It's a terrible feeling. I feel as if I'm in limbo, floating around, stuck in space and time. There are doors open all around me. I can venture outside and escape, only I am comfortable here in my little hell-hole.
Wow...that's pretty pathetic.
My family has been keeping me intact.
My daughter forces me to go outside and see the light of day.
My son inspires me with words of hope.
My other son is ending one journey and starting another. Makes me realize new beginnings are possible.
My other, other son drives me crazy with reality checks. Sometimes, I just need that.
And my significant other keeps us all balanced.
I am not alone. And it is a wonderful feeling.