I know that I need help. Every day I wake up feeling like I don't belong here. I carry these hurt feelings every day, and do all that I can to keep them at bay. I hang out with friends. I go to church. I make plans for the future. But the silence always gets me. Whether it's the silence before I go to bed, or even the silence of being in a room of people yet not interacting with any of them, my feelings always crop up. That I am not normal. That I am not worthy, not good enough. So I work hard. I help others. But it never is enough to keep the painful thoughts away for long.From The Wounded Healer's blog. Thank you for sharing, wounded healer. You are NOT alone; I understand.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Me, Too
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adult children
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