I didn’t write in my journal last night.
I had a 23 day streak going, but I didn’t write.
I’ve written through my whole journey so far. From diagnosis to treatment to treatment to treatment. But yesterday and last night…I didn’t write.
I didn’t write because I have been overwhelmed with despair. Despair is not an emotion that I want to welcome. I don’t want to name it. And I don’t want to share it.
but there it is.
I’m just tired of being in pain. I’m tired of days on end of getting through the hours and waiting for a better day. That’s the way it is now though. I trade bad days for good ones.
Just writing that makes me feel better. I hear your responses in my head encouraging me and sending your love. I’m okay. The dark clouds have blown over.


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