perhaps the postings to follow will reveal more of my fragile heart than usual.
i need an outlet. a release.
i'm beginning to deal.
traditionally, i'm a stuffer. a turtle.
i shove it all inside and try to forget it exists.
but i can no longer stuff and shove and hide inside my shell.
or i really will die. (see previous posts)
so, all i'm saying actually, is that things might get messy.
a rough week ahead. but with a merciful God, a restful weekend, an amazing boyfriend, friends surrounding and family soon, i think i'm going to make it.
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