Hey, I may look like I was in the movie "Mini Texas Chain Saw Massacre" but I am at 75 % today.............and I am on the high ground. LOL.
Now Dear Jane,
What is the Plan and exactly what is it that is you running through your head? You are still here with us and that to me is proof that part of you wants to remain here with all of us. You are doing a positive thing and I am proud of you for that.
I know life looks bleak for you now but please get moving out of that dark hole and start heading toward the light. Let go of all the "stinkin thinkin", and if you cannot stay in the living conditions you are in, I would beg you to consider making plans to move out. I feel a lot of anger in your posts. Please try to let go of it piece by piece. Anger holds you down.
All of the members here have shown you patience, sympathy, acceptance. They do not judge and only support and love you. Are you willing to give up on us? I think not but I do think your son's anniversay is what is pushing you further down right now.
Maybe take a bit of time away from home. Be carefree. Do what ever you want. Just go to someplace you always wanted to see, get a nice hotel, sleep in, take long walks and let all the bad thought drift away. Smile and say hello to the people on the street. You may be helping someone else. A smile can work miracles.
Talk to us and then let's think about starting a positive post for you where you can journal you day and really highlight the good in your day.
Be at Peace
Do not look forward in fear to the changes of life;
Rather look to them with full hope that as they arise,
God, whose very own you are, will lead you safely
through all things;
And when you cannot stand it, God will carry you
in His arms.
Do not fear what may happen tomorrow;
The same everlasting Father who cares for you today
will take care of you today and every day.
He will either shield you from suffering or will give you
unfailing strength to bear it.
Be at peace and put aside all anxious thoughts and
imaginations.
St. Francis de Sales
Hugs to you my friend,
Kitt