I thought terminal cancer in a loved one was enough to deal with.
And losing our dear Wayne to same disease.
Then a head on collision got added to the mix. Huge struggle.
My husband and I living in different locations.
And then surgery.
I’m. Just. Plain. Tired. Of. It. All.
My suffering needs me to acknowledge it.
Everyone says One day at a time.
Take care of yourself.
But in this moment
All I want to say is I am suffering.
I’m tired of pretending otherwise.
There is no quick fix.
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