@Soleil...I will say the writing does make me feel good. Not so much the writing itself (frustrating at times) but knowing that it's completely mine. I have to find my happy place to get back into it.

As for the weekend, the H planned a fam outing which we did yesterday. Today we just chilled, recovery from yesterday.

It's crazy because H keeps asking me if I had fun or if I'm having a good day, and I honestly don't know what to say. It's like there's nothing to feel one way or the other about. The day just happens, nothing good and nothing bad. How do I respond? In my book, nothing bad makes for a good day but I'm used to being numb.


"I feel like Rocky in the fifteenth round, beaten beyond recognition, when I realize, the only person I've been fighting for is...myself."