Aug 28, 2011 01:58
It’s hit the point where I now feel guilty for my self-imposed hibernation. I feel badly that I haven’t talked to much of my family or many of my friends for weeks now. I hope you all know that my silence is about me and is not a reflection of how much I care about you. I miss you all and will be in touch soon.
By mid to late July, I was running on fumes. I felt like a car without enough fuel - I’d gas up a little, drive too far, coast downhill and then push the rest of the way until I got to fuel up again, only to find out that a full tank would be $60 and I could only scrounge up $20. At the end of the proverbial day, I just didn’t have anything left to give.
I feel badly when that happens because I pride myself on being a good friend/sister/daughter, but when I don’t have anything to give, I’m no good to anyone. It always feels a bit selfish and, quite frankly, odd that I need time to myself to be quiet in order to be there for others, but it is what it is, I am who I am, and I appreciate that my friends and family accept that about me, even if you don’t understand it. I’m still feeling a bit drained, but I’m getting there and feel like I’ve been disconnected for too long.
reflection,
personality,
friends,
family