Today I am just needing to talk. I am needing someone to be there and listen, and to tell me they know how i feel.
Today I am looking for understanding. Understanding of the facts that I’m not perfect, and never will be. Understanding of the fact that my life won’t fit into your a-typical little box, and I am ok with that…
Today I am needing something. Anything. Compulsively I am looking at my phone, at my email, at my facebook, at the wall. I glance at my to-do list and want to do none of it.
Today I am biting my lip and forcing tears backwards. I am binding it all together and cheering myself to get through tomorrow night.
Note world: come 11 a.m. on Saturday morning- I am giving myself permission to freak out, cry, yell, pound fists and admit to anyone who will listen how completely helpless and overwhelmed I feel. About everything. About everyone.
But this isn’t about Saturday… It’s about today.
Today I just want someone, anyone, to be there…
But if there was someone- I wouldn’t have the first clue what to say…


