December 6th, 2010 is when the addiction road came to a “T”.
And since then the month of December is exceedingly stressful. A friend once told me that our subconscious remembers certain times, even if we don’t consciously think about them.
I lost it today! Seriously lost it! So much so that I had to leave my house, take a LONG walk, and when I came back I got in my car and went to the office because I really don’t want to be around anyone!
We were suppose to set the Christmas tree up tonight. I have no desire to.
I don’t like the month of December. As the years pass, I like it less. And I just realized that it was during this month 4 years ago that brought one of the most stressful moments to my life.
I feel like I’m falling apart. I can’t handle life the way I use to. I’m wondering if it’s just because I’m getting older? Or if my cup is overflowing with everyone’s life I feel I’m responsible for – excluding mine?