A Bad Dream
“Is everything OK with you? I have noticed a recurring theme with your postings over these past few months and I am starting to worry about you. Where did upbeat, life is great Aimee go?”
A lovely friend, who has known me a long time, sent that last night.
I have been thinking about it ever since.
Have I changed?
I can pinpoint the day when things went downhill – the day my mom got sick, a very scary day in May 2010.
That is a long time to feel like life is a fog.
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Love you, lady. Let me know if you need anything at all. I know I personally would LOVE a coffee date 🙂
I know that feeling all too well, and yes, it is a long time to feel like you are in a fog that just won’t lift. Hugs to you, friend!
thanks friends. and def do not what to seem too melodramatic with that die in the clouds line – the song just matches me right now. xo
hugs kiddo – m
Thinking of you darling… I empathize. I really do.
I hope you listen to yourself…treat yourself well and get whatever help you think you need. Life is too short to be in a fog, hon. I hope it shakes soon.
Don’t know what to say, really, other than you know I’ve had a rough go of it for about as long, too.
The fog HAS to lift eventually, right?
Sorry to hear about the fog. I can relate. Perhaps when you return from Evo, we can have some fog lifting cocktails?
Hugs girl!
Hope the fog lifts!
xoxo
Ebbing and flowing, my friend. Without the fog, we cannot appreciate the sunshine.
Love you lots.
How did I miss this from almost a week ago?
Hugs to you my friend.
Love ya!