The stories I told myself

The bad thing happened yesterday, it was a difficult day. No sleep last night  and in the wee small hours came a realisation of the stories I have told myself to make what happened manageable.

Another persons view of something that happened when I was younger has caused me to revisit my memory of that time. And as hard as it is for me to acknowledge – it was brutal and cold.

It makes me worried about my other memories and how in my head I spun them to make them bearable.

Feeling overwhelmed and wrung out.

Further thought escapes me just now. I need to sleep 😦


7 thoughts on “The stories I told myself

  1. petrel41 says:

    Congratulations, marro!

    I have nominated your blog for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award.

    More on this nomination is at

  2. Ben Naga says:

    Another “Acknowledge” rather than “Like”.

  3. Goose says:

    I have many of these moments on a daily basis. It is hard and scary and frustrating. I’m not going to lie and say it is okay. … because it isn’t. Just know you aren’t alone in the thoughts, patterns and behaviors.

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