I don't want to complain here.
I want to talk about the wonderful life of sobriety.
I don't feel like I have a place to share stuff lately and I know that it really means I'm not finding a place to share.
I'm wondering if some of it could be the blood pressure stuff(?) I'm taking the medicine and my blood pressure is still staying around 167/105. My mind wants to say "you've tried that and it didn't work." I don't want to call that doctor and say "maybe this isn't the right medicine for me."
My daughter is so ill right now. This is something that I can not really talk about here but it's the first time in many years that I've had the real fear that she may not be able to pull herself thru this. I feel so helpless.
Mental illness will suck every last molecule of hope from your body.
I'm just raw this morning that's all.
I am so grateful that God has given me the ability to put my shoes on and deal with whatever the day brings, for some, that's an impossible task.