I’m in limbo. No immediate drama, no rehearsing disaster, no catastrophic thinking…I just AM. I’m not overjoyed, I’m not curled up in a ball of agony. I am alone and I just AM. I’m quiet and I’m learning that my story isn’t so special. So many people experience this pain. So many survive. People either leave or are left behind. They reject or are rejected. Surviving is “a process” – the most common advice I hear.
So right now…I just AM in emotional limbo. THE WATER IS CALM AND I AM ALONE…NOT SURE WHERE THIS JOURNEY WILL TAKE ME.
BUT I ASK MYSELF – Am I making progress and healing if I’m not working and FEELING every day? Am I being honest in this journey? Does it need my daily attention?
Perhaps a look back will help me appreciate where I am today…time to take stock.
Here’s my journal entry and text to my best friends and sister five weeks after my husband walked out. Here’s what they had to say. I know, I’ve come a long way…