Monday, January 28, 2013

Reflections

I sit at the kitchen table minutes before preparing to leave for work. Chris is already gone. Everything is quiet. The dog makes noises in his crate. The cat is on the counter doing something he is not supposed to do. It is snowing outside.
This is it. Me. Him. And the anxiety and depression that chase me. I don't have to hide them. So tiring having to do that. I can just be me, and he will still love me. Not still, but because I am me.
Knowing that, having that knowledge to hang on gives me a peace of mind I rarely have had.

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