Lately has been so hard for me emotionally, financially, mentally, and spiritually. This is the most I’ve ever felt down. I don’t have my man no more . I don’t have my friends anymore. My car caught on fire. Went to jail for the first time. Living on my own with my kids for the first time financially supporting them myself. Sitting here crying listening to sad songs . Particularly Adele . Love me some Adele. To whomever reads this, thank you. I just needed to tell someone.
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Welcome friend. There is a lot of wounded people here, but maybe you can find some comfort and solace here too. It’s never easy to admit when we are in pain, but I hope you find something helpful here.
Heh, so many variations I’ve heard, but I’m sure that’s just because of the odd line of work I’m in, I’m a social worker. It’s a situation close to my heart. People struggling. I’m struggling too.
Then there’s the thing I didn’t know I came for. This is where my idealistic dreamer nonsense kicks in, so if that bothers you consider this a disclaimer.
There’s strength, in being there after all that. In having survived. There’s a way that people who have been through that love each other. I don’t know if it’s worth it. That’s what sustains me though. Every day, I go in and I try to encourage at least a few others.
So stick around, you’ll have friends here. I’ll say something vaguely more encouraging eventually. You’ve survived a lot, and you have something, will power. Yes, we are online friends. Anonomous online friends, with a lot of problems, but so it goes.
Small pleasures, but they can be enough.