Abandoned, no not by others, by myself. I have clearly lost my way to peace. I am not complaining. In fact, it is much like I am outside and very far away looking at a person I am not even sure that I know. My family is not pleased. I wish they could see my core, perhaps they would understand. Odd, but a song keeps running through my head. It’s not like breaking up with someone else. I have broken up with myself.
I lost myself and I am not sure I want to find me again. How did things go from one extreme to the other?
What am I doing here? Here is this cold and abanded shack.