Thursday, May 22, 2014

My Soul Gets Borken Sometimes

I have yet to figure out how to effectively "nourish my soul" when I get emotionally depleted.
When it's bad, I just get drunk a few days in a row, say a lot of stupid things I'll regret, sober up, and take stock of all the nice things I potentially ruined in my inebriation.


To this day I have no idea how Husband endures my sometimes self-destructive behavior, but I assume it's because I don't "go off the deep end" too often, and usually spend many days apologizing. He's entirely too patient.


In a healthier sense, I'll more often just hideout for a day, eating my absent feelings and trying to provoke my old self by watching movies and shows I love. The occasional snuggle inserted by both Husband and Sam helps too.

1 comment:

  1. That exact phrase, "nourish my soul" appears in one of my intention statements. (The mere fact that I have intention statements says a lot about me, doesn't it?) Anyway, I get what you mean. Here's hoping that summer brings us both much nourishment.

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