Keeping one's anxiety from spilling over into everything in life every day is rather a challenge. I want my life back: a place of our own, with our things in it, so we can be ourselves again, be well, and do good work. I have to remind myself of good happy things that are in our lives every day, to keep as grounded as possible. I don't think I've felt so at a loss in a very very long time. Not fun, and I hope very much that this is the last time I ever feel this way.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Sea Level
Sandy dogs and a tiny flat. Learning lots here about feeling lousy. Wishing for more luck and less fate. But very very appreciative of all luck coming our way. Very.
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