I don’t know
I don’t know who I am anymore. I don’t know. I have no idea what I want. I have let a lot of things go (organization, hobbies, doing my makeup or nails, cleaning (lol oh the irony), things I find normally grounding or relaxing). I am torn at a crossroad, a fork. My life has not been what I thought it would be. I mourned a lot of that, and decided I would make it much my own as possible and even that, I have seemed to fail at bc I can’t literally leave. Paralyzing fear of making the wrong choice has stifled me where I stand. I am so conflicted. But I keep holding onto I want to have kids, I want to be married, I want family dinners and someone who is present, not just here. With me… this has spiraled into me doing nothing. Just the bare minimum. I know it is a form of depression. I know I get on here and say how it is so much better to leave, but how do you leave somewhere where you have been 20 years. How do you leave something that isn’t bad on paper, just leaves you feeling like an empty shell. That, I know is enough…. So what is wrong with me?!! (Rhetorical question, but a fair one)