Yes, my weekend was good. And always too short. I am glad you liked my mantra. It always makes me smile a bit because it doesn't rhyme or roll off the tongue well, like a mantra should. But that is sooo me.
Feeling abit out of sorts today and can't put my finger on why. I have not felt this way in a long time. I can't even truly put my finger on how I feel. I am hoping journalling here will help as it often does.
But the words do not seem to want to come.
I accept that he has sailed away from me and seems to have no intention of ever coming back. We know nothing of each other's lives anymore. Why then, do I still hurt? Why am I still thinking of him? I had a nightmare that he came to visit me and brought the GF and her kids. She tried to kill me but I got her subdued first and thrown in jail. Wouldn't even want to know what a therapist might think of that!
Isn't acceptance supposed to bring peace?
I just erased my last paragraph. Too much a pity party even for me. Here's to hoping for a better later and an even better tomorrow, for all of us.
