I’m floored. I’m shell-shocked. The world has changed color, taking on a dusky hue, a war-torn look discoloring everything and everyone, including myself and sometimes even God. Nothing is as it seemed. Not my partner, or our relationship—and not even me, at least not any longer. Who am I? Where am I now? Can I ever feel safe again? These are questions that seem to lack answers.
Gosh- If anything or anyone could help me resolve all this pain and confusion- I’d give anything. But it’s scalding to even read about. I’m not sure I won’t avoid reading on. I want to make it! I want to do anything better than this. But I got triggered again yesterday and last night both. You’re right. Hope is critical.
Gosh- If anything or anyone could help me resolve all this pain and confusion- I’d give anything. But it’s scalding to even read about. I’m not sure I won’t avoid reading on. I want to make it! I want to do anything better than this. But I got triggered again yesterday and last night both. You’re right. Hope is critical.