Trying to post every day... with limited success.
I've found it takes less energy to feel and process my pain than to suppress it and run away from it. - @brianmclaren, Naked Spirituality
This was posted to Twitter a few minutes ago. How perfect for this situation. I find myself hiding out on the computer playing hashtag games when I should be writing.
Petra refused to believe she was a girl. Her need to hide and be unseen was so strong, she never spoke above a whisper and it took Pat and Charlie ages to convince her she was more than a floating dust mote.
Can't quite figure out what is so difficult in writing about when Reese introduced herself to me.
I could take a drink but I tried that the other night and all it did was put me to sleep.
I refuse to surrender to medicating myself just to write.
But breathing while writing is still pretty high on the list of priorities.
I think I can. I think I can. I think I can. *sighs*