I seem to be a bottomless pit of anguish tonight while trying
to go to sleep.
I want to feed my face - or drink alcohol and yet I know that's not an effective answer.
I have responsibilities in the morning.
I seem to be able to push myself to do what I need to do - just hunker down and do it...
but when I am on my own - and get in touch with personal satisfaction - then the unknowing,
and the endlessness return.
This helps just giving it structure..and it is a hint what might be good for me to do about this.
TWMy current interactions with my parents are not unsafe.No one puts their hands on me or flat out bluntly calls me stupid or any name for that matter.But something is not right.Im 33. But they need to know my every move and decision and question both my every move and decision. There is a healthy amount of worry and concern and then there is this....Three hours for two appointments is not...
I don’t know where this pit came from but I’m here.confusedbrokenashsmedhopelessconfused i am so confused