Bah Humbug!

Why does everything have to be so hard?!  Why can't I just toss deuces and go?  I've let all this crap strip the very life from me... I can barely find myself anymore.  What has been my favorite holiday of all seems more a chore than anything.  WHAT?!  I love decorating for Christmas!  Well, I used to.

I've become the Grinch.  A Scrooge.  Bah-freakin'-humbug!  

I keep telling myself I am a burden to everyone who's offered a helping hand, a roof, a safe haven.  I have thoroughly convinced myself that I'm going to be too much of a problem.  WHAT?!  

What the heck is wrong with me?  

So tired.

So empty.

So afraid. 

SO READY TO MOVE ON... 

just too damn exhausted to get it all done.

What happened to me?  

I have to find me.  

Soon. 

HLM