Sunday, April 20, 2008
Anxiety
I drove one-and-a-half miles through our lovely community to drop my son at work this morning. Then I drove the one-and-a-half miles back. By the time I got home I was shaking with anxiety, and I went upstairs and cried. It was so hard.
(Not ready to return to church yet.)
Thank you to this artist/photographer for the representation of what I am feeling.
(Not ready to return to church yet.)
Thank you to this artist/photographer for the representation of what I am feeling.
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1 comment:
Oh, I am so sorry. Take care. Even though it was only 1.5miles, its a small baby set, even though you cried, its still a day you can remember getting out. The new meds will kick in and one or two baby steps at a time. Love you
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