Feelings are strange things. They always seem to crop up when you least expect it. When I want to feel a particular feeling, it eludes me, and then, at the most inconvenient time...there it is.
Tonight I feel sad. I feel alone. I miss my Husband. I wonder how long I can deal with this. I wish I could just go to bed, because sleeping ALWAYS helps me feel better, but alas...I have one more pathophysiology paper to do for school.
I feel selfish. So many people have it worse than I do, but right now, in this moment, with these feelings...I don't really care.
I look at my sister and realize that when Mike went to jail she was in college, and not even dating. Now she is not only married, but just had a baby. Don't get me wrong. I am SO happy for her, but looking at her life makes that fact that my life (or marriage anyway) is on hold so much more poignant. It hurts.
Strong...that is what some people have called me, if only they know. I am anything but strong. I have no idea who I am or who I want to become. Sometimes I have to ask, “Will this nightmare ever end? Will I ever wake up, or see this part of my life in the “rearview mirror” as one well meaning, but not so helpful person said to me. (You can keep your stupid cliché's to yourself, thank you. I know them all by heart.) You keep telling me “You can do it”, now tell me how to do it. I really don't know....at least not today.