yesterday a reference to my former best friend popped up. i discovered where she may have moved to and what may have prompted her move. more details about things my godchildren had to go thru which just ripped me open.
all sorts of conflicting thoughts and emotions are pummeling me right now.
and i don't know what to do. i don't know if 48 hours of med reduction is enough to do this. I doubt it. i don't think all of the effexor in the world could have plugged the hole in my soul losing my godchildren left. and the anger towards my former best friend is fading and that was all that was plugging that hole.
but i know i won't go back to the hospital. as much as i luv & appreciate my nurse mgrs, they broke my body to save my spirit.
what I don't get is why one wound seems to open them all for me.
2 comments:
It's tough, I know.
Do take it one step at a time. Sometimes i think that's all we can do.
Hugs
Polar B.
I've found that oft-times when wounds seem to seep at unwelcome moments?
They're giving us proof of life - that we still feel.
They're also telling us that bit's and pieces of our Selves are stuck somewhere.
Give yourself permission to be unstuck. Tough, yes...
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