My emotional volcano is about to erupt. I can feel the pressure building. Bits of lava stream down the sides (of my cheeks) from time to time. I am trying to hold off the explosion but, as the 21st nears, I can feel the inevitable.
Wednesday’s support group session was good. I started out saying that my main agenda item was to ensure that the kids’ issues were taken care of. As the session continued, I think that it was evident that I had much of my own baggage to deal with.
Six months has passed and still there is so much sadness and guilt remaining within me. There is anger too. It’s the anger that I am most afraid of. But it seeps out no matter how much I try to hold it back.