Last night, I was in the wrong state of mind and was drinking. I was among friends and acquaintances but felt terribly alone. Everyone was talking to me about their issues and their lives. My cup was full. I needed a listening ear but could not find it. Let me put it better, I could not trust anyone with listening to me.
Of course all this was playing out in my mind. Intoxication can bring out the sadness to the surface but never the solution. All around me was empty glitter and people. I listened to so many stories. I felt like a library being filled up. Normally, I loved being involved in developing these connections but all I wanted was to be held and to be heard.
Hurt turns into anger but it does nothing nor does it solve anything. I am me. I am a survivor. I make my own destiny. No one can make me happy but myself.
This morning I woke up with fresh eyes and a new confidence…and soberness. Thanks goodness for the dawn.