Being me…hasn’t been much fun lately
And I think I’ve figured out why. Now that things are improving in our lives in different ways, I think the three years of really intense stress and loss is catching up with me. I think my body is finally making me pay for bottling things up, for pushing my fear and hurt and emotion aside to do what had to be done. At least I know what’s going on now.
Now to figure out how to deal with it, let it out, and still manage to get things done. After all, work and life aren’t going to stop while I fall apart!
Oh and, 2008? Don’t let the door hit you on the way out…
Yes, things have improved of late but I cannot honestly say I’m not ready for a new year. This one has really worn out its welcome – actually, it had done that by June or so, but we won’t dwell on that.
The loss of my grandmother…
Has really thrown me for a loop. Add to that the fact that we decided that we can’t AFFORD to sell the townhouse; it is actually less expensive for us to let the bank take it – and you have the makings for DEPRESSION on top of depression.
Sigh.
Sometimes life really stinks.
Still, we have our health. We have family we can count on. We’ve got shelter to last until we can gather our thoughts and get our lives back on track. It could certainly be worse.
Still…sometimes I wonder if God has a perverse sense of humor. I would like to think He doesn’t mind me occasionally saying, “Hey, what wast THAT for?”
