There are points in life when the stress is just too much. At times everything compounds and presses down on me to the point that I have difficulty breathing. I want to scream because I feel trapped by the situation and trapped because it is something that is better not mentioned. For a person that feels like I am very open, I realize there are huge parts in my life that require me to bite my tongue and smile at least for the time being.
I am taking deep breaths and doing my best to keep myself at a healthy less stress level. It isn’t good for me or the baby or anyone else. I keep telling myself that life has a way of working itself out and eventually being better. While I believe that, I just see the problems staring back at me.
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