July 14, 2012 § Leave a comment
Seeing a friend’s pictures of her beautiful new born baby on Instagram was a trigger.
That sadness which is negative and inconsolable washed over me like a king tide.
Like a bad score, moments like this bring down the average and saying “I’m OK, I’m doing well” becomes only a partially true statement.
This was mostly a good week. As my health started to improve, my head started to come together. The reality of having no job was a chilling reminder that life must go on.
I’m just identifying the triggers…
#np These Arms of Mine ~ Otis Redding