Autopilot does not last forever. I speak this with way too much experience behind those words. I wish I knew how to cope better. I wish I believed it would get better with time. In my head I know my heart will never be the same. I tried to do the right thing. I suppose when life hands you lemons you make lemonade, sometimes there is no sugar.
There is so much happening, spinning and swirling around me I dont remember which direction I was going in. Loosing my grandma was hard. I was going through the motions and trying to stay a float but it is all a blur. Now I suppose I need to deal with but I don't know how when everything else is being stirred in the same pot. How do you seperate the different ingridients? I suppose you don't.
I know I need to crawl before I can walk but you is here to teach me to crawl?
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