Well apparently I’m giving my kids a broken home for the holidays. I tried to be honest with E tonight and it just unraveled so I guess that’s it. Maybe we’re too different, maybe we’ve just been pretending for too long. I know I have. But I didn’t know that I was pretending. I realize […]
I’m a mess. I’m actively having a mental breakdown and trying to push it back down while simultaneously knowing i need to deal with it. To process. But i don’t know how to process. I’m afraid to process. Easier to bury it. But is it really? I have feelings. It doesn’t make sense but I
I feel like I’m waking up. Like I’ve been underground for so long and I’m just now seeing the sun again and remembering how good it feels. Like I’ve been drowning and surviving off tiny breaths of air and now am safely on the shore. Today is the first day I don’t feel like I’m