I haven't managed to celebrate my 35th birthday..
Yesterday. I tried, but didn't make it. I ruin it to myself and others by pushing myself to feel great cause of the day, till late afternoon I had an explosive reaction that lasted several hours.
I couldn't talk to my "friends" and I left their company in the most bizarre, unexplained way. No guessing why I don't many.
Spending the day alone like I did last year, is less hurtful.
After all the healing I've been doing, yesterday I was again at point 0. I guess it happens.
This is how it ended, with me singing to the wind "αγέρι έλα, έλα και πάρε μου τη λύπη" "wind come, come and take my sorrow"
It's a new month now. A new day. But I can't manage yet to shake off yesterday's sticky dust.
I couldn't talk to my "friends" and I left their company in the most bizarre, unexplained way. No guessing why I don't many.
Spending the day alone like I did last year, is less hurtful.
After all the healing I've been doing, yesterday I was again at point 0. I guess it happens.
This is how it ended, with me singing to the wind "αγέρι έλα, έλα και πάρε μου τη λύπη" "wind come, come and take my sorrow"
It's a new month now. A new day. But I can't manage yet to shake off yesterday's sticky dust.
