“Letting Go” Is Not About Forgetting What Was, It’s About Moving Forward

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Another night of little sleep. This time it was my husband’s coughing in the middle of the night that started the downward spiral into the rabbit hole of anxiety. I know it’s his allergies, a postnasal drip, but my mind still plays the game of “what ifs.”

What if it’s more than that?

My mind still plays the games of what ifs? (Twenty20 @lelia_milaya)

I can’t escape the worry

No matter how hard I try to get off this hamster wheel of dread I can’t. Not even the comfort of the chorus of snores indicating my husband is now sleeping soundly, helps. I give into the insomnia and quietly climb out of bed and into my exercise clothes.

I slip out of the bathroom and through my bedroom door gently closing it behind me so as not to disturb my husband who still has a couple hours before he must wake for work. I walk into the kitchen and notice the microwave clock. It’s 3:45am. Not even…

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