A longer ending to chapter three than I expected, and I've decided I need outside help. I'm too easily upset by the actions of others. I'm uncomfortable when the people I care about are unhappy. I know not giving a fuck isn't the answer, but there has to be some middle ground. I consider it torture when they won't hug me when I need it. On the recovery side, I'm learning that a thought is a thought and not all of them have to be positive. There are many times that I think in the negative about my present situation, but that doesn’t mean I'm ready to let it go. The same goes for those I love, just because they have some negative thoughts, it doesn’t mean they're leaving—at least not yet.
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