Could someone please remind me that I am not the loser I am currently feeling like? My self, an unwanted soul, looked upon as a nuisance to some, a discomfort to others...
It is not a nice feeling. I am grasping at straws to make myself feel the kindness that is essential to my self. But right now, my ass hurts because of my hip injury, I'm feeling alone, my kids are stuck somewhere else, and even when they are here, I feel... Free floating like a string that is being pulled from a frayed sweater.
I need to make this go away. So many call me strong, but I feel not. Strong. Not. Real.
Loving kindness is what I am seeking, but it is hard. I will take a moment. Remember. Remember.
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