Our D day was January 2017 but truth (and lies) were still trickling out through fall. I feel like a crazy person. How is it possible to go through this much time and still barely have two or three days in a row that are not a wreck?? The sadness sweeps over me. I want to run. He gets defensive. We get past it. And it happens again. And again. Yea. We are sleepwalking. Through a nightmare.
Sleepwalking ... weary ... crazy
Our D day was January 2017 but truth (and lies) were still trickling out through fall. I feel like a crazy person. How is it possible to go through this much time and still barely have two or three days in a row that are not a wreck?? The sadness sweeps over me. I want to run. He gets defensive. We get past it. And it happens again. And again. Yea. We are sleepwalking. Through a nightmare.