Changes are coming at me in all different directions. When I think I find the new normal, something else is thrown at me. I'm trying to keep up, but I feel like I'm falling behind. Regressing. Due to not only me but others who are involved in my life.
I've been making changes to ease some of the anxiety I endure. Yet, I feel like it's going to get worse before it gets better. Daily life has changed for me in many ways. Some good, some not so good. Some in my control, most of it not.
I sense I will be a bit withdrawn for awhile. I need to be. Otherwise I may say or do something that isn't going to go over very well. I want to be selfish. I want to figure my own crap out. I don't need more thrown at me. But alas, I don't have a choice. More is being thrown, and I have to start juggling.
Good thing I know how to juggle.
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