Day 35: Limbo

Isn't it interesting where when you're stuck in Limbo, it's a place of in between...but when you play the game of Limbo, the stick just gets lower and lower the further you progress..and at one point, you're holding your breath just to get under.

It's often these days that I feel like I am both stuck in Limbo, and also playing it.

I find myself holding my breath the further I get from my heartbreak, and the closer I get to healing.

I find myself not just mourning the person I was, but also mourning the person I could have been.

There are days where I find it hard to recognize the true damage I did to myself, and my progress in this world by simply loving another human being, and wanting nothing but everything for them..while casting aside everything for myself.

I wonder what kind of Limbo you're playing, or have played..and I hope that you're not holding your breath.

Big, deep, breaths.

You are not alone.

Progress is still progress, and healing unfortunately does take time.

So, here I wait, patiently as each day passes.

Each day it gets easier, and each day I wake up, and look outside to see the world welcoming me.

One day, I will welcome you.

(Probably with a big cup of coffee, silent kisses, and snuggles.)

Here's to the in between, not quite healed, but no longer broken..just a couple of stubborn sprains that hurt just a little when the cold hits.

Nothing a little therapy can't help.

<3