I’ve been off from writing personal posts for a long time. There has been so much going on with me. There is so much I’m trying to work through. I feel like all the broken bits inside of me that I have been patching up from time to time have ripped loose. I’ve come undone.
I’m still here. I haven’t taken a long walk on a short pier, although it might have sounded like I was about to in my last post. Thank you for all the positive and supportive comments that you left for me. I really appreciate it and it was definitely encouraging. From around Tuesday afternoon I’ve
I was really looking forward to the long weekend. What bliss! Not coming to work for 5 days (I had leave on Thursday)! How amazing. Then it wasn’t. On Thursday I cleaned like a demon. Sorted the house/washing and everything else out. From there things started to unravel slowly. We went to church on
Where to start? A few things to catch up on. Babyice went to his day mother for the first time last week Thursday. I forced myself not to phone her. I knew that if he was crying at the time that I did I would want to rush over there and get him. When we
*sigh* Yesterday was a hard day. I was OK at work, I only cried once, but after I got home I couldn’t stop crying. I went to church and continued to cry there and went home and cried some more. At least I know what set me off yesterday. A lady at work lent me