I did a hard thing today. Really really hard. And then I didn't really do anything else. And I wanted so badly to go back and undo it. It took all I had to hold onto my faith and keep reminding myself that I did it because it felt like what I was supposed to do. But, I might have cried a lot too.
And I got mad. Really mad. Why is it so important that I reach out to other people? I hate being vulnerable like that. Boo.
Thankfully, HH got me through it with a patience that he doesn't always possess when I get a little crazy like this. Thanks again, HH.
And it looks like things will be okay and eventually, I'll be glad I did what I did today.
But for now, I just feel tired.