MY HEAD’S A MESS AND I DONT KNOW WHICH WAY IS FORWARD

I make it a practice to not complain but I don’t know how to un-bury myself from this heap I’m under.

The move is oppressing me, with lots of boxes in my unit, a huge ‘to-do’ list, and an overwhelming feeling of being overwhelmed.

And the election —– watching it by myself is a recipe for loneliness. I know all this stuff will be over with BUT right now it hurts.

In addition to all of this, I am isolated until my digestive system begins working properly again..

Yesterday I actually counted the number of times people threw me under the bus in my past. It was a long list and I wanted to scream, :”Why me?” But then I counted the number of critical errors I’ve made in my life which negatively impacted others. Maybe I deserve bad stuff. Where will tomorrow be?