Norma Jean Dunning
Angry. Upset. Frustrated. Belittled. Betrayed. Confused. Hurt. Sad. Numb. Crying. Yelling. Quiet. Disconnected. This is where I'm sitting, spiraling. I go through each emotion, plus more daily. I grow exhausted, I grow disheartened trying to maintain my composure. I'm trying my best to find a way. I'm trying to keep my mind open. I'm trying. It's all still raw and each day I can't tell if there's healing or infection taking route. How do I move forward? What will make it all okay? Some questions may never get answered. These must. I keep working. I keep fighting. I have to.
Found this on Facebook. I don't know where it originated.