I have been struggling with writing for a variety of reasons . .. whether it be time . .. content . . . or even just plain ole' "I dont want to write out my feelings 'cause then they are really real" -like -ish.
But oh well . . here we are .. . I have decided to admit that I have a long way to go on this road to recovery . .. I often find myself locked in my head . . . roving through the day . . moving things from place to place but not resolving them. I am not sad, by any means, but there is a strong sense of melancholy that permeates my space time to time. But I am a mom . . and there is no room for that . . . so under the rug it goes . . hence the long road.
Prayer saves . . but even with it . . the mind wanders .. .
Oh well . . this is my 1st step in getting it out .
Breathing now . . . love my baby . . that's it and that's all.
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