Monday. I need to get back to work. I had a client meeting so that was good. Last week I barely got any work completed. I could not focus on work. What with having to vacate my home, staying in a hotel, sitting on the street for 5 hours waiting for the police, these are not conducive to getting any work done.
Now I need to concentrate on work and make up for lost time. The only problem is I can't get my head together. I keep having panic attacks. I cry all the time. I never cry. Now I can't stop crying. I feel like I am a mess.
Meanwhile I tell a few people and they can't believe I have been going through this. People keep saying that they would have never known that I was going through this in my life. They are just shocked. There was not one sign that any thing was wrong. I think domestic violence survivors are very good at keeping up a facade. I had to keep everything together for me, the dogs, the bird, the house, my business, for so long it was exhausting.
more to come...
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