“You can’t handle the truth!”
I visualize that being yelled in a movie that “my person” watched & loved. I had often thought that was “his problem.” I am realizing that at this moment, it is mine. I read over my latest blog entry and I had penned, “the bricks have begun to fall, can I handle the truth.” As the healing has graciously come, it’s too much, it’s too evident, it’s too clear…
Maybe I’ll feel differently tomorrow, but I am being swallowed by my own truth & quite frankly, I don’t want to face it…
I’m consumed by guilt
yet shouldn’t be
The layers are slowly peeled back & discarded
but the sting is unbearable
The healing is there
the freedom just waiting
But I can’t bear to face it
I am breaking
this is far from freedom
Someone please wake me up
I love you Jill♡ I appreciate your posts and they make me feel less alone. Just been thinking about you and hope you are doing well. For once I can say I am only because I keep "looking for the positive and practicing gratitude." It might seem lame but lately before bed I try to write down/think of 3 good things that happened today and 3 things that I appreciated/ grateful for. It's helped with my annoying amount of pessimistic attitude I get when I'm in a funk.
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