Sometimes when I wake up, it takes me a while to remember who I am, where I am, my situation, my history. In those moments, there is no “me”. There is just life. It feels wonderful.
Every single day for the last decade. I wake up hoping it’s a new day, things are going to be different, try to smile and BOOM……….reality says ” We aren’t having any of that”, back to dealing with everything and trying to keep depression at bay
Mines backwards right now. Morning hurts terribly, it always has, but I used to be great at waking up early and sitting with myself for a bit. Even with the hurt.
Now I sleep too much. Then if I have to do something I’m more alive, sometimes I avoid it to just lay down.
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I think I kind of know how you feel. If only fireworks were a permanent light source.
Sometimes when I wake up, it takes me a while to remember who I am, where I am, my situation, my history. In those moments, there is no “me”. There is just life. It feels wonderful.
Every single day for the last decade. I wake up hoping it’s a new day, things are going to be different, try to smile and BOOM……….reality says ” We aren’t having any of that”, back to dealing with everything and trying to keep depression at bay
True…. but I know they aren’t…. I’m just looking for their chemical makeup to harness
But here’s a humorous thought…. the fact we’re all willing to talk… that’s hope, right?
Mines backwards right now. Morning hurts terribly, it always has, but I used to be great at waking up early and sitting with myself for a bit. Even with the hurt.
Now I sleep too much. Then if I have to do something I’m more alive, sometimes I avoid it to just lay down.
Just trying to balance out
I get that…. my days flop sometimes…. those days, i fear the most