I’m having a hard time so I figured I would reach out & ask for support or a hug rite now
I know I’m gonna be up all night with the amount of anxiety pumping through my body
I wrote a whole journal about the stuff with my physical & mental health stuff going on lately I don’t think my hands & my head has the ability to write that much more rite now again atm ... but I know I’m struggling so figured maybe I can reach out for support
sometimes I wish I could have someone tell me that everything’s going to be okay & mean it, but I guess that’s probably not realistic rite now so I don’t even know
Not sure how much we're allowed to get into. But I just posted a journal entitled screaming which really says it all. All of a sudden my life feels like it's back in crisis mode. And all because of a memory. I hate the way my brain work sometimes. And it's not very much fun having a mother that allowed my father to do what he did to me for all those years. I want so much to get past...
I got up anxious this morning because at the end of the week I have to return from Mexico, where I plan to retire, to my workplace in the USA, where I have 2 years more to go before retiring.It's not just about going back to work, it's about going back to work at a school that's having such trouble with dwindling enrollment that it's making ends meet by asking older teachers to retire. Then it...