The decade has worn me down — first the sorrows and losses, then the solitude here and the pain of it all.
The stress shows.
There is only one way to fix that.
Remove the stress from my life.
Yesterday I was thinking about Catalina and how fun it would be to live on an island. I could heal in different energy places.
Here I am reminded too much of sad things and I feel sad all the time. Can’t stay in it. Can’t.
It isn’t me.
I need myself back, because the person I have become in this marriage is not me.
I really mean that.
I’m going to swim.
Then go to the Conference.
My book will sell.
I will move from this sad place.
I will be okay.