Yep. Mired in quicksand.
Affair season is here, Dday anti is on the horizon, Convention is coming up, (when I confessed) miscarriage anniversary is close, and life is going to hell in a hand basket with a pretty little black bow decorated with a Jolly Roger.
Don't know what to feel or which direction to turn. Just keeping my head down and putting one foot in front of the other. Taking it one moment at a time. Been skulling SI mindlessly refreshing the homepage, walking around the house staring at the walls, I feel "blah". Only way I can describe it. "Blah" and an incredible sadness.
Just trying to hang on till the sun comes out. Doesn't feel like it ever will, but people keep promising that it does.
Just making healthy decisions and learning to love me. I keep forgetting that one. To love me. Respect me. Be gentle with me. I have treated myself unfairly and expected too much from myself. I've burned myself out and I'm empty. Gotta figure out how to recharge myself.
Hope you find your way out of this scream.