Friday the 13th
Here's hoping nothing bad happens today.
I used to love Spring. I still do as far as the weather, things greening up, and no snow. However, Spring is May, and May is my least favorite month now. The closer we get to "the date", the worse I feel. It is like a feeling of impending doom, like the closer the date comes the closer I am to reliving the most horrible experience of my life.
Not that I don't still think about it all the time, I do. Even when I am so busy at work that I can't even answer the phone. The little back corner of my mind is holding that pain, ready to toss it back into the forefront as soon as I get a lull, a break.
I desperately need emotional support, but can't seem to find it. How many times can a person get slapped down before they just give up? I'm so tired, we are all so tired. Where is hope when there is no energy left to even survive?
I used to love Spring. I still do as far as the weather, things greening up, and no snow. However, Spring is May, and May is my least favorite month now. The closer we get to "the date", the worse I feel. It is like a feeling of impending doom, like the closer the date comes the closer I am to reliving the most horrible experience of my life.
Not that I don't still think about it all the time, I do. Even when I am so busy at work that I can't even answer the phone. The little back corner of my mind is holding that pain, ready to toss it back into the forefront as soon as I get a lull, a break.
I desperately need emotional support, but can't seem to find it. How many times can a person get slapped down before they just give up? I'm so tired, we are all so tired. Where is hope when there is no energy left to even survive?