A rollercoaster lately.
Happy, stressed, fatigued, overwhelmed with love for my toddler, overwhelmed with frustration with my toddler, angry, nervous, happy, fulfilled, satisfied, and optimistic.
And that’s just in one hour.
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Drained. Is that an emotion? I think that’s a physical feeling. I’d like to get a good night of sleep one of these nights (nightmares are the worst) and not to have to worry about, and I’d like to figure out what my next thing is. It’s eluding me and it’s very frustrating.
Drained is me these days, what an apt word. I also hate your neighbour.
At the moment, I’m recovering from someone being who I thought was a BF based on the closeness and communication, blanking me and then after about a week explaining it causes he’s unresolved by an ex who might return to live in the same country, so I’m trying to resolve my interest in him with this curve ball, and that means working on a period of separation for him to work out what he wants and for me to move on, or try to. I like that I’m in a better place for being older, experienced set backs and heart breaks and poor treatment and being less inclined to linger or try to compete. But it ain’t easy to clear someone from your mind and from your hopes….
Oh man. I’m so sorry to hear that. Separation will at least help get everyone’s head clear.
