Bubbles

Escape in a tub full of bubbled

Darkness

Some would say I'm living in the dark...but how can they judge me?

Sometimes for me, the dark hides. I don't want to be found. I can't live in the light all the time. It's too much pressure/stress/anxiety. I just want to be left alone for a while and escape.

I woke I'm my closet with all my extremies tingling from the cacoon I created. Safe - darkness means safe. Darkness hides the bruises.

I'm tired.

WHY do things have to be done RIGHT now and HIS WAY only!!!!!!!

Can't physically COPE

everything is F.I.N.E!!!!!!

Lost but not found

Can't find my debit card and the money I took out. Ugh cancelled card just to be safe. Later this morning I'll move most of tbe money out of that Acct.

HOW STUPID AM I!!!!!!!!!

Fade into black

It's been a werid week and all started with one phone call. One call from someone I haven't heard in over 8 months.

Life seems to have it's little jokes. On every moment is surreal to drama. Emotional drama is what I see as my struggle with right now. Not to be absorbed into drama that isn't really mine. I took a step back and found safety in my closet. Curled up like a cat in a ball. Comfort Safe. Protected.

Hitting and tracking - tracking with hitting. Everything has a reason to hit. Me and
My environment. My thoughts. My life. My hope. My weakness. My non ability to avoid emotional drain.

DRAMA - even if I'm not creating it - I still find it and let it have it's way.

Why do I have to deal with how everyone interacts. Sometimes I wonder if I really a Good person??? Or am I just a sinner and no hope!

The closet calls!!!!!!!