Arrived in Chicago tonight after driving 42 hours in 3 days. That was crazy.
And now that I'm here I'm a wreck. I don't ever remember feeling so helpless - so afraid - so alone. What am I doing? Is it ok to say, "God I trust you, but I am freaked out!"? I hope so. I do, and I am...
Maybe I need to just ignore myself when I am in this state of mind. Maybe this whole thing will go a lot deeper than I thought it would. Maybe I just need a good night's sleep... that sounds good.
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