Well, trying to figure out why their is so much "I" in my communications with everyone.
Part of me says "get over yourself", " there are plenty of people out there with bigger loads".
Then this side of me that I am not familiar with says "help!", "hide", "run".
So it is hard to reach out to help or ask for help. Reaching out to help was always easy, but feel as if my emptiness is useless. Reaching out for help is something I have never been comfortable with. STUCK!! Feeling not very nice, bad wolf!
October 25 is coming up, when grandniece will be 18 and I can legally get her out. It makes me hopeful, but also makes me feel mean. Oh man!!