Today I want to face everything head on.
At least that’s how it started…
Im tired of being a mess. I hate feeling unsure. I miss my confidence.
I can’t even find my words today to express how I feel.
Facing everything head on is less appealing than it was this morning. Now I just want to go to bed and bury my head.
There is a giant sense of loss that’s overpowering everything else.
It would be easier to go back to ignoring the problems. Stuff it all back in the box.
Tomorrow is a new day. Maybe we’ll face it head on then.