I have to figure something out.
I can’t live like this any more.
I know I’ve said it before.
We all say it.
All the time.
I feel like a fraud.
An imposter.
This blog was suppose to inspire.
Instead as I have languished, so has it.
Pain and misery and unhappiness are legendary muses for creative souls.
But not too much.
Too much and the creative soul is rendered helpless.
I need to find a way…
The way for me.
QuietRagingWaters 
Focus first with doing small things that make you happy each day, consider counseling…hikes/nature…Start with your soul. I am so ready for change and the only thing holding me back in me…and my unwarranted fears. I am already alone in this marriage, so why I am afraid of being alone without it? I think it is the final admission of the sadness of my life that I have wanted to avoid…just like the alcoholic I live with I too “avoid” the answer to my peace. Facing my truth and doing something that is not easy in order to find my peace. Sending love and support. Btw, I’m down over 40 lbs in a year and I feel so much better…
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