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Friday Feelings 11/15/19
A Place Where I Flex My Emotional Muscles
It’s 3:47 am, and I can’t sleep.
Every year around this time I go into a seasonal depression. I won’t go into the details, but I lost my best friend in the Iraq war in November of 2004.
Since his death, November has never been the same.
The time change brings shorter days and colder nights. Yet somehow, I don’t mind the turn of the seasons this time around. It reminds me that life is a privilege.
It’s been one hell of a week. We all have them. And I have been battling my daemons that are coming up from the past.
I’m exhausted, and being a single dad is challenging. I say that with an appreciation and gratitude because it’s tough. I have respect for all the single parents out there.
None of my transition post-divorce has easy, but something inside of me is changing.
Here is what has been on my mind.
I’ve spent the majority of my life living in fear and worried about what others think of me. One day I was living an amazing life, and the next day I was divorced.
Mistakes were made, hearts were broken, and harsh lessons learned.
I don’t know how I got here, or what comes next. But I am still here, working on my…
