I am struggling...  feeling stalled and stagnant in a life that is anything but. Work is challenging, kids are busy, G is functional and reasonably content. I am yearning... searching... stuck. Pulled to do something more, to focus on myself, and yet feel incredibly guilty about even contemplating that. There are moments when I am sure I am suffocating. When I am so incredibly bored with my life, when I am desperate to have something more, something just for me. I often feel it is a physical challenge I crave, and yet my body continually deserts me, betrays me.

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