Dealing With Sadness
How do you keep from letting sadness consume you to the point where you don’t even feel like writing?
My sadness is overwhelming me tonight. It is 2:00 a.m. and everyone in the house is asleep. I feel numb inside. My fingers don’t want to type. I want to not feel as I do. Defeated.
Defeat is not something that I do well. I may have to stay in this place for a while because it doesn’t seem like I am going to go elsewhere for the time being.
This person that I love so much has decided to start using drugs again. She is an intelligent, beautiful woman. We got into an argument today about her drug use and she told me that it is none of my business.
Often, I care for her children and I am very close to them. I told her that she needed to go get help or I will call protective services as I am a mandated reporter. She is going to treatment on Thursday.
I am caring for her kids and they are safe and loved. I am happy she is going to treatment, yet I am sad. This isn’t her first time at the rodeo.
She got addicted to opiates prescribed by her doctor after she had to have her already healed broken leg rebroke and new plates put in. The pain was immense. Months of physical therapy and pain followed afterward.
