AM Bradio

Sometimes it is all too much. The pain, the lack of direction, the not knowing. Burdening those I love with this seems worse than doing it on my own.

Will they find their way? Will I? Does it get better? History dictates that it will. So if years have past, how long is too long to wait?

Self care. I’m doing it all, going through all the remembered motions. Yet here I am. The darkness doesn’t go away. I’m here for them. I want to be here for me again. I will be here for me again. I know it. I will it.

I’ll do, and am doing, what I need to get it back. My joy. My confidence. My strength.

But for today…..it’s all Too Much.