I’ll admit, I’m not a particularly great read as a blogger right now. I don’t have any advice to offer, or witty lists to share or amazingly insightful ponderings on the nature of life, the universe and everything. Neither have I got anything to flog 🙂
As I write this I am in a bit of a sleep-deprived daze so forgive me if it makes no sense.
I like to think of myself as a generally rational human being – someone who can (at least at this point in my life) make good decisions, receive all the necessary information in any given situation and do the ‘right’ thing.
But sometimes you find yourself grieving and no one has actually died. Sometimes you find yourself lying in bed awake in the middle of the night and you can’t switch off the confusion of anxieties, longings, frustrations and doubts. Sometimes you feel like you are under attack when you have always tried to keep your head down.
Sometimes the lack of sleep which results means that you find yourself crying irrational tears in the middle of the day and feeling like you are *not* coping.
Sometimes wounds which you thought were healing nicely suddenly rip back open again.
I know this too shall pass. I know that life will even out in the fullness of time and everything will stop feeling so incredibly intense.
I know it’s a massive, massive cliché but what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger – and at this rate I will end up with the strength of a seven nation army.