I finally broke down and took half a Xanax to calm my nerves. Funny thing about me, even when I’m falling apart… I look perfectly calm on the outside.
I mastered that as a child.
That sentence there… Says a lot doesn’t it? I learned to perfectly hide my feelings as a child.
Anyway… It ended up with the transfer, and I am happy with that. Mostly because I don’t have to deal with the crazy anymore
But… What this post is really about… I finally gave in and asked for help.
I prayed. What’s more than that, I asked several friends to pray for me…
And even before things were solved, I started to feel relief. Not just Xanax relief. Lol
I don’t know about you… I don’t ask God for help often.
It is not about how I see him/her ( I believe gender is something of our world and understanding personally ) …. it is about how I see myself
Anyway… there’s no great wrap up here. Other than, I just want to remind people that they are loved… And sometimes it’s good to be reminded that there are forces in the universe much greater than ourselves… And sometimes we need to be surrounded by that love.
Thank you anyone who prays for me… Or sends any kind of good energy out into the world in my name.
The darkness is lifting again…