I have a lot to be thankful for and to feel good about and I do in a lot of ways but I’m still so overwhelmed with grief that isn’t manifesting as sadness but this constant, unrelenting anxiety and I don’t want to be like this but I don’t know how not to be.
I can’t find the words or explain things easily and I don’t smoke weed anymore or really drink but I still feel like I’m treading water every day. I can’t explain to the person I love that I hesitate because I am afraid of the world imploding around me again and I’m scared to catalyze that kind of reaction because I don’t even understand.
I know this, too will pass but I’m impatient to better appreciate what I have in front of me.
















