birder
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So, I've had doubts. I've drifted into physical thinking, consulted Dr. Google, told myself I was plenty self-aware and had journaled the crap out my issues. Laid it all on the table.
Then Friday, we filed for divorce. No big deal. Maybe a few butterflies and tummy rumbles, but I was ready. I felt great. It's just paperwork now. Went on and had a fun day.
Saturday morning, it was like I'd never started this healing journey at all. Everything hurt, every pain I've ever had my entire life was reignited. I leashed up my dog and we walked our route, trying to work it out. Instead, the pain spread. Now it's Sunday, and it's damn awful.
And then the light went on: it IS a big deal. A f-ing big deal. And I'm sad, and I'm scared, and I'm angry. There, I can say it - I'm ANGRY.
And somehow, that helps. But I kinda wish I hadn't given up beer (what was I thinking?)
Then Friday, we filed for divorce. No big deal. Maybe a few butterflies and tummy rumbles, but I was ready. I felt great. It's just paperwork now. Went on and had a fun day.
Saturday morning, it was like I'd never started this healing journey at all. Everything hurt, every pain I've ever had my entire life was reignited. I leashed up my dog and we walked our route, trying to work it out. Instead, the pain spread. Now it's Sunday, and it's damn awful.
And then the light went on: it IS a big deal. A f-ing big deal. And I'm sad, and I'm scared, and I'm angry. There, I can say it - I'm ANGRY.
And somehow, that helps. But I kinda wish I hadn't given up beer (what was I thinking?)
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