The most painful thing
is the disappointment I feel
when I’ve been impatient with my kids,
when I can’t step up,
be the adult
and just keep going.
I get stuck, hung up in my pain.
It blinds me.
It makes me say things I don’t mean,
and then I have to live with myself afterwards.
I’m tired of this feeling,
so tired of the old way of thinking.
I have worked so hard to overcome it,
but it’s so easy to slip into the old habits.
PMS is back, and this is when it’s the worst.
Will this ever change?*
Or am I doomed to be Jekyll and Hyde forever?
*I guess I can look forward to menopause?
❤️
hi
✨🙏🏻🌈❤️
how are you
Doing great! 🙏🏻🌈✨
D’une certaine manière nous sommes tous Dr Jekyll & Mr Hyde.
Je suis complètement d’accord! On est tous des êtres fluides, changeants, miraculeux…✨🌈❤️🙏🏻
Oh oui, je te rejoints entièrement Lorien. La dualité est constitutive de nos êtres, l’oublier ou le nier serait une erreur bien dommageable.
La vérité! Merci! 🙏🏻❤️🌈✨