Another day rolls on.
I think I’m feeling better… at least for today. I have some time to breathe and relax. I’ve also been not quite doing what I need to do. I need to read what I wrote. I know I’m putting it off. I know why I’m putting it off.
It’s the desire to not hurt myself, but I need to in order to heal.
This is hard.
I think since I’ve been dealing with this fostering which didn’t work out how we wanted it too, I’ve been feeling incredibly overwhelmed. I don’t feel like Craig and I can even go anywhere because the dog can (and does) escape from his crate.
Yeah, this week has been difficult on many different levels. I almost want to just give up.
I won’t, but sometimes I feel like I want to.