Sometimes life gets heavy.
Sometimes life gets REALLY, REALLY heavy, and all you can do to keep going is to get pissed. GET MAD. It helps. The adrenaline and fury are like rocket fuel inside your head, and they will carry you through and over a lot of obstacles.
Just like any tank of fuel, though, it does run out eventually.
Yeah, the last week or so has kind of been like that.
I used to be married. For ten years I was married. On the outside our relationship looked great. We attended church. We had good friends. We WERE good friends. I was a good wife. I kept the house clean, cooked, did laundry. I did not complain about my position or station in our relationship; he was the head of the family and I was second-in-command. All major decisions were made by him, financial, religious, spiritual, family, work. I followed the Christian Creed, “wives submit to your husbands.”
I am a forgiving person. I am a trusting person. I let things go easily, as long as we’re willing to talk about it.
I let MOST things go easily.
Some things I just have a hard time with. Some things I can’t easily let go of.