At some point, I'd really like to see the emotional roller coaster come to an end. Ya know? I've noticed that I've been withdrawing lately. To be honest, I'm crushed at work, my grandparents failing health I'm dealing with, my daughter, and...oh yeah, my divorce is about to go through.
I had hoped to have been more done with the feelings toward stbx, but it seems not quite. Or at least the old stbx. Not the monster I interact with infrequently now. Under protest.
Part of me wants to sail away. Part of me wants to party like a rock start. And part of me wants to smile myself to sleep knowing that I'm almost done with at least part of the things on my plate clamoring for attention. I know this set of feelings though. Fight or flight. I've had them before and I'm ready to face them. Just that I originally thought I had been done facing them so a bit of a surprise.
Now. Enough of that. I have a party to throw. People will be here shortly so I should at least comb my hair
Later!
AJ
"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter" MLK Put the glass down... "Yesterday I was clever so I wanted to change the world Today I am wise, so I am changing myself."
