I'm up, I'm out of bed, off the couch, got the boys to school, dishes are done, and I'm blogging from buzzberry . Maybe this funk is over. God I pray the funk is over.
I have not been in a good place lately, not at all. And it sucked. But as it always does it is passing. And I'm smiling again. I unloaded on a good friend the other day. Told her all of the secret things I was thinking, and doing and keeping to myself. She shared hers with me and we laughed and laughed and I felt better. I realized that what I was holding in were things I was ashamed to tell anyone...but none of it was anything to be ashamed of, not at all. That's my evil disease trying to keep me trapped in my head thinking no one understands. Not only do people understand, but their usually doing the exact same thing....I AM NOT ALONE...YOU ARE NOT ALONE...WE ARE NOT ALONE!