Mourning in waves...
Been nagging my accountability partner about my urge to write again, but I've not been finding time to do so because...adulting. So many things constantly requiring all of me at different levels, and it's sometimes so draining. Today I'm coming to you live from the treadmill because I figured I'd be too tired after this workout to even think. Rejection, hurt, pain and abandonment! Gosh, I'm so tired of dealing with and through these in my life. I wish there were ways I could avoid (I've tried, and I'm still trying but failing hard) them. I've recently tried to make contact with my dad so that we can "work things out"; LOL by that I mean to meet up and be honest about how his absence made me feel and how it shaped my formative years. I hate that the memories of disappointment are more vivid than those of joy, love and affirmation when it comes to my dad. Listen, I love my dad, so much, but I've struggled with what it looks like to acti
