I think I am going through a midlife transition - a slightest slur could trigger my impulses, and I feel so much remorse. I hate to blame this on age, that is beyond control. Since 2006, I had been less ambitious - but my ambitions were fuelled when I began working after the son's birth. For. His. Sake. For about 3 years, I pulled through very monotonically. Now, it is all muddled up - I don't know which way to move, where to move and how? It is such a painful state.
At some level, I know letting go of it wasn't bad afterall, but a part of my heart throbs for it. I desperately need a breathing space around here. How, where and when!
sigh!
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