I'm deflecting.
I'm skirting, I'm avoiding. Ducking, evading, and all the other synonyms I can use to describe how I cannot face my truth and turn my back on reality.
How are things?
Oh, the kids are great!
Life is amazing.
Everyone is smiling.
Look at all the sparkle. Look at all of the order.
I am drowning.
I am so lost in the tangles of everything I have attempted that I don't know which direction I was trying to go in the first place.
I feel so lost.
I feel like I should have a path. I should know where my focus is aimed.
I have no idea.
I am floating through time, just allowing myself to be carried.
I don't have any input on the direction or degree.
I don't know what I am doing.
Is it just me?
I feel like I may have skipped over parts.
Critical parts, that would have told me what I should be doing now.
I have nothing. No accomplishments, no ambitions.
I have a mess of half directed attempts, all of which have fizzled out due to lack of direction or drive.
I have so. much. going on in my head that I can't clear the clutter to see what to do with it.
