No much to say other than the struggle to stay afloat is real.
Stuck I'm whirlwind of pain, trauma, and something else that works hard at bringing me down.
R* died and a ton of shit surfaced. And 3 weeks later I had surgery. Which put much of tht "stuff" to the wayside. Now as I taper off meds, pain contiues to be loud and clear...that shit..it all surfaces again. And with it comes other things. That I am unable to stuff back down. I eluded to some of it in my last post.
Can't go there this morning. I'm already in a hopeless,..you will amount to nothing attitude. Describing where "this" piece comes from is to much.