All the emotional stuff that I’ve been trying to manage is manifesting itself physically. I am sick and my body hurts. It will pass like the sadness will pass at some point, but right now it just drives it all home.
I don’t need jokes right now; bashing the last five years of my life is not funny to me. And I don’t need “I told you so” or advice on how to feel better. Just leave me alone, knowing that I am trying not to completely fall apart. The life path I thought I was on is gone, and I am very lost. I’ll be fine eventually; I know that, I am certain of it…but right now, my heart hurts, my soul hurts and my body hurts right along with it.