Trust Me...

...when I say I'm okay.

This is me in a state of coping, it's how I get by. How I stay sane. On the outside it may not seem 'The Way' - but it's mine.

I scream in the dark.
I go still, stare at walls & throw punches in the air.
Tears fall for no reason.
I clean in a sometimes manic frenzy.
Laugh inappropriately & for no reason at all.
I play music on the stereo way too loud.

All this is quiet when placed beside the 'Natural Disaster' happening inside my head. These things I do that seem crazy in themselves is 'My Process'. I'm not asking for you to understand...just to give me the space I need to work through my current stressors and relearn the art of breathing.

- Under Pressure

Comments

[Cavatica]

Here's hoping that everything improves on your end and that you find the time and space you're looking for.  I know you'll find your way through it all, but if you need to talk it over, I'm always around in the usual places. :)

[karen]

you got space, sister.

much as you need.

send up a flare when you're ready.