Walking, working, barely breathing
My thoughts, far away
Heart aching, mind racing
Sleep does not come easily, nor last long….
~Peter Winstanley
This is the story of my life beginning in January of 2010. So far 2010 has not been a good year, as you can see from my journal. The purpose of recording this is not necessarily to come across as a whiner, but rather to let out some feelings in an attempt to heal.
Pain is, of course, a natural part of life. Life without pain would likely not mean as much to us as it does. It is through the pain that we learn to cherish the good things. I’m just waiting for that time when I can enjoy life again.
You will fine several of the first entries were written after the fact. I decided try this type of therapy after the first 45 of the hardest days of my life.