I’ve been mulling over what to write about for the blog. And while I plan to keep writing posts, not only so we have something else to read about, but also as an all-important means of maintaining a connection.
I wanted to address how I, and I’m sure most of us, are feeling right now. Because, like everyone, I am feeling more than a little sad, depressed and scared. I actually started writing this post last week, but things have changed so quickly and so often, that I’ve had to redraft it more than once and finally ended up with nothing.
So I’ve lost my way once, twice, honestly more times than I care to remember, probably on a par with the times I’ve almost lost my temper. I’ve revisited past memories, ripped open old scars I should have forgotten before life became pain I draped, dragged around.
I became trapped amongst the past, lived amidst my ghosts I couldn’t put to rest.
But with time I was well, call it okay. Its said total healing is inachivable. That’s just to remind us of mistakes we made and provide a beacon to guide future decision making.
Everybody needs time to recharge. Pity it took two years & counting for mine because I never spoke up or got help.
Why write this? I don’t really know.
Life’s a journey with no road map “Unless am the only one who has none”. We all get lost from time to time but that’s all part of the story. And this is my story.
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