Saturdays are the longest days. When I was married, they were so short. They went by so fast. I had schoolwork, we took "adventures". This morning I woke up around 8, which was early for a Saturday, but came after a full night of sleep. I decided to be healthy and went to the gym, had something to eat, hit Target. Came home for a while, went to Starbucks, hit the pet store... by the time i was done with everything it was maybe 6 o'clock and I had several hours of being awake in front of me with nothing to do. NOTHING. nothing but think about how alone I am. I can't focus enough to do any of the things I need to do, or focus long enough to read or watch a movie. The boredom is anxiety inducing... because it's not actually boredom, it's loneliness and i'm not used to this feeling. Pre-Robert I knew how to spend time by myself. I had schoolwork and hobbies and never had a problem filling time. Now i've finished school, lost my husband, can't concetrate on hobbies and feel generally lost. And I don't know where I put my map.
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