Monday, February 11, 2013
I know myself well, too well at times. Well enough anyway to know what I'm doing now. Pulling into myself, into my safe lil cocoon, surrounded by the high walls I've built to keep the world out. But even as I distance, I have conflicting internal dialogue. This *was* my coping mechanism, for most of my life. So much has changed and I'm happier than I have been in a long time, so maybe I should change my coping mechanisms too? Hard to just decide to do so. Particularly knowing how well my cocoon has worked for me in the past.
I feel a little lost. Alone. Overwhelmed. Weak.