It’s Monday, May 6th. I’m home, in my head. Right now, I have too much time on my hands. Hopefully, that soon changes.
While I’m thankful for the following:
- Warmer temperatures
- Good friends
- Singing of birds
I’m still carrying the invisible things, such as grief and confusion. For the INFJ, it’s not possible for ” let it roll off your back”. For HSPs, our emotions are rooted in our lives on a much deeper level. They can’t be yanked and weeded out just because they feel awful.
I’m dealing with a familiar difficult situation. This time, the gap feels like a continental distance. It’s early yet, but none of it feels good.
It makes me hesitant. It makes me cautious of my mental health and heart. It’s challenging me to constantly battle feelings that I shouldn’t be feeling… Because this situation isn’t his normal.
It’s painful. It’s isolating. I don’t know what’s going to happen.
This season is similar but different from the one before.
I’m not sure if this will be the last.
I just need some sense of direction…
I need some peace in this storm.