All is well and yet I am trudging through the depths of things also.
Running is better, but I am still not losing weight, which I don't know what to say... eating too much, beverage calories....I don't know? Not that I am huge, but I want to be back in all of my clothes, not just the generous ones.
Work is good. Kids are good. Quasi-relationship is good and sometimes worrisome. But I am a worrier. He does not seem to value my need to write to him on a near constant basis. But I am a writer. When I don't write I feel stoved up.
I am really tired tonight, so I don't know what more to say. I feel a disturbance in the force, to be frank. But I don't know if it because I am being manipulated or because I am torturing myself.
In need a serious reality adjustment.
Pray for me the next few days. I need it desperately.
hollyj
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