somehow i made it through babybear's angel day and our anniversary.
but I'm still struggling... in more ways than one.
I just want to be okay.
today is not a good day.
have you noticed I only blog on my worst days?
when I have nothing to keep me distracted
or when I got suckerpunched in the gut.
metaphorically, not actually, but maybe the real deal wouldn't hurt as much.
I wish I could get away for a few days
the problem is that no matter where I go,
I'll still be there and I'm the one person I need to get away from.
I know that makes absolutely no sense but whoever said I was logical?