I’m too tired to write here properly today but I’ll leave a para that I wrote to a lovely soul.
“The universe needs a good spanking!!! I was busy trying to find ways to soothe the soul yesterday. In the end a meditation CD and a nap helped. I figured maybe I was done with crying and that I was ok. Then on the way into work this morn I felt tears streaming down my face and pain in my chest. I just about got my shit together at work (never listen to RHCP Scar Tissue when feeling emo) and had tea to calm myself. But then after work I had to fight the tears again and when I bumped into Super Man at the train station he acted like a jerk. That made me break down on the platform and lo behold I was crying in front of everyone.. cringe. I don’t think I’m ok.”
Somehow I need to find a way to recover from the shock and get back the faith I’ve lost. The timing of this is pants. Rug has been swept from beneath me and I’m struggling. Thank God for tea.