Out of all of the days to be writing... on Christmas eve... hours before seeing the family for our Christmas dinner all together.
One thing I have struggled in life with is acceptance. Maybe I should watch that episode of "One Tree Hill" again because I seem to have forgotten the 6 stages of grief that I used to have taped to my teenage bedroom wall. Almost as an homage to the best TV show ever with the best actress playing the one character I could relate to even in the darkest of times.
I kind of went off on a rant there and lost my train of thought... right... struggle. I am, struggling, right now.
It's hard to believe it for yet another time. I have now lost count of how many times there has been over the years, but many, of me losing it. Or just simply not being myself. Well the self that I know, happy go lucky carefree chipper friendly Karina.
This time around it's that much harder to accept because it has no purpose, it has no reason to be in my life. Everything is good finally. Life is going good for me and there is no need for all this overwhelming, heart wrenching, suffocating anxiety.
With another sleepless night gone by I'm just left here tossing and turning, wondering is it not about time I accept the fact that it's a part of me. And that I will have to battle with it every day. But if I battle every day maybe some day soon its going to be a battle every couple days and the couple weeks will go by were I've only had a smile on my face with not a worry in sight.
Maybe that's something I will have to start doing. With the new year just around the corner, having new years resolutions and all.
Maybe, just maybe I'll see some peace on the horizon.
I'll talk to you later.
-K
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