The face I wake up with if I’m distressed, especially emotionally. The one that says to the world “she’s been crying all night”. Which I haven’t been, but that’s the look.
I had a lot of stressful and overactive dreams too. None of which I can now remember (deep sigh of relief, I know).
I’m stressed about the important meetings I have next week. The paperwork I still haven’t finished sending for both.
Grateful, still ever grateful, but also burnt out by all the negative energy I feel, especially if I am on any kind of social media. It reminds me of when my ex-husband and I went to therapy. Once we were in therapy all the muck and yuck we had stuffed under the carpet came out. All the resentments and frustrations all came out to play. It was overwhelming.
It’s like we had been carrying around this bucket together, trying not to let the water spill. We thought that was our objective. But when we got into therapy that clear water we thought we had in the bucket was churning up some bitter anger that showed the water to be very, very muddy, indeed.
That feels like society to me right now. Like there is all this churning going on and our main objective seems to have vanished and we are all wondering what to do? With no idea where this is all going.
I really hated that year of our marriage. 😂