And I said, βHere am I. Send me!" π
Confession:
I went quiet on you guys, I walled off and shut you out and for that I'm sorry. π I convinced myself no one cares anyways. I have struggled for a long time now with PTSD, anxiety and depression. You wouldn't even know it because I hide it so well π
I have lied and said I'm happy when I'm not so I didn't have to feel isolated. It's a constant internal battle to be honest about when I'm in pain because in the past it's been met with abandonment. I learned to perform so I wouldn't be alone. Even if I was in anguish inside you'd never know on the outside because I bury it. Even now as I type this I can feel that same fear that people will stop talking to me because I'm not posting only good things. I'm sorry I'm so fearful about sharing my negative emotions.
βοΈβοΈπΊπΈ πΈ God is my King, Trump is my President. I talk to animals. Mom of 5, Grandma of 15. Grafter of trees.
Hugs Serah, I shut down at least once a week, (sometimes more) .......I have to for my sanity, you are not alone and we are all family, somehow we all seem to understand each other. π
And I said, βHere am I. Send me!" π
I'm starting to believe we each had to go through a specific set of very painful experiences that brought us all here. There's no empathy without first knowing the hurt, so many here carry deep empathy for others.
I agree! Why us Why now? I bet every single one of new that there was more to life than just survival mode. I sure hope we get our Utopia that we deserve.