Cryptic, right? My poor husband. But it was all I could get out.
Everything feels big. Too big for me. And I'm being crushed by it's weight, unsure of who I am.
I'm in survival mode and have been for some time. I'm trying to come out of it...to pull myself up.
But I can't.
I need help. It's scary and it's lonely.
But my white flag is waving.