Coming Back Down…
Posted on | February 27, 2010 | Comments Off
She thought about how coming back down was always such a relief (once it started and she accepted she had no choice) yet held so much fear as if she were in an elevator that may never stop going down. She wished she had someone who was there for her, someone who truly understood. But people merely tolerated her. She knew she wasn’t the only one. She knew she wasn’t unique to the world, but she still felt alone on this journey… and that the people around her could merely stand back and wait until she resumed some sense of normal. Whatever that was.
Come Back Down