It’s kind of hard to admit, but a culmination of personal, professional and medical issues has come together to form what can be described as the trifecta of soul sucking emotional and mental attack of epic proportions.
I can not find the words to properly describe my current situation only that I feel like a happy go lucky Alice who has been pushed down the rabbit hole, falling, falling, falling, hoping to reach out for a root, a branch something to grab to slow the fall or stop it.
I don’t have a therapist, a nerve pill, a drink this, and eat me. I am out temporarily out of humor and realize that is what you come here for. I keep secrets from you I keep this light, I keep this superficial, I keep up a facade. It is not your job as a reader to become emotionally invested in me, and that is why so much is kept from you, I am but a bloggy booty call. My facade has been shattered like a mirror on the floor and I have no clue how far I will fall or how deep this hole is. I hope you can accpet my self imposed sabatical while I try to slow the fall and climb back out to the sunlight where I can once again say funny things, and share funny stories. Until then I simply apologize.
I do offer what I consider the best therapy I have ever seen.
Laughter is indeed the best medicine.