This is the post where I admit I can’t breathe – where I want to write this all out but am honestly too exhausted to do it long hand in a journal so here it is – for the whole world to see.
This is where I admit that I can’t stop moving because if I do I am afraid I will fall so far apart that I may never get myself back together.
I want this; I am not having 2nd doubts; I just need it to be over and yet I know the road is still long ahead of me.
This is where I admit I have no idea how I get myself to work each day and where I admit that I couldn’t possibly feel less qualified for my new position. How I am not in tears at work each day is beyond me.