Today’s ‘Word of the Day’ over at dictionary.com is Forlorn and I think it pretty adequately sums up how I feel at the moment.
I’m frustrated that its taking so long to come back from this relapse. I feel directionless, aimless and lost. When will my motivation come back? When will the path ahead become clear? Is there even a path?
I’m questioning and feeling forsaken. There is no one to answer my questions and I can’t find the answers within myself. They seem out of my reach and I’m walking through a maze that keeps bringing me to dead ends. No matter what I do, I will never escape this cycle of relapses, hospitals and pain that leads to physical scars, as well as mental ones.
How do you live with this?