Monday, March 12, 2012
Callin in afraid
I don't want to step outside my house so I called in "afraid" to work. "I'm afraid I won't be in today." I may call in blind tomorrow. "I can't see myself coming in to work."
I've been sort of playing the "everything will be fine" game but everything is not so fine. "This too shall pass" was said to me many many times from Mama, long before the "program" started telling me the same thing. I know it's true, but like a kidney stone, the passing is slow, drawn out and oh so painful at times.
There is a thread sticking out of the "fabric of my life" and I am guarding it like a bull dog, lest someone tries to pull at it.
I've been enjoying every one's Q&A. I am working through some "damn feelings" and I just don't feel like myself this weekend. I believe it will all be fine in the end because it always is. Always.