Saturday, August 18, 2012

Forgive me, but I assumed you'd be here.

Thursday, August 16, 2012

The nights aren't easy.

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

What I miss most is being able to tell you everything. About how awful my day went, and about how incompetent I feel.  You walked with me into a new phase of life and I had hoped that you would always be there with your vast pool of experience, patience, honesty and common sense.  But now when things don't go as well, I find myself having to draw deep slow breaths, and to balance it all from the inside.  I guess this is a good thing because at some point, I'll have to figure things out for myself.  I just don't see a point of having to do it alone.  It would be nice to be able to celebrate the little victories with you.  Oh well.

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Every time I come marginally close to believing that I've almost made it, or that I've almost gotten a grasp on things, something flips around and kicks me in the knees. It's not something that one gets used to either. Sweet Jesus help me.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

There is a difference between being sad and being weak.  They generally come together, which is why I really don't need more crap right now.
Maybe this is all part of a lengthy episode that must finally come to an end.  Maybe this wasn't a new beginning, but a final closure.