Jail

Another Sunday in pain. It was a pretty difficult Saturday. Lots of revelations, lots of deceit. I'm surrounded by cowardly men.

It hurts so much I feel it in my chest, in my heart. Actual physical pain in my heart.

I read my past posts that spoke of letting go and peace and I wonder Who is that woman that felt that way? I know I'll see her again, but I don't have the energy to look for her.

I feel like I'm in jail. A jail that has an open door, but I'm too exhausted to get up and walk out. I don't know what's out there, and though my cell is far from perfect, I have gotten used to it. It's comfortable.

And I'm so tired of looking for a new place to be. I just want to settle into someplace safe. I'm hoping that my new apartment will be that place.

At least Jack and Diane became available on iTunes.