Home and Sad

I’m home.

I made the drive and it’s over and now I just want to be in a ball.

The woman who cleans for my parents is here, and my parents are not, so I have to be present.

I am so close to tears it’s not okay.

I don’t know how to be “fine.”

I’m exhausted from being “mostly okay” for three days.

I just need to cry. I just need to fall apart.

I am not sure what else to say. I feel like I am going to be sick.

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7 thoughts on “Home and Sad

      1. I took a nap. I’m still sad, but calmer. I probably will be for a while. It is what it is, right? I just need to process some things. It was like an avalanche that set off me needing to get away. It’s not like that avalanche went anywhere. I am just a little further removed from it so I can start picking away at it.

        You are very sweet to ask.

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      2. You mustered up courage and pushed yourself away from it. It needs great strenght to do so. And you move away from it.

        You saved your self i step, the rest will difinitely follow. First step is always the hardest.

        And you won at that. 🙂

        Thank you. You are very sweet to say that.

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