I can’t wait. They leave for a couple of days, and I’m so excited it’s disturbing.
I will finally get some uninterrupted quiet. Time free to think, cry, laugh, and just be me. I can’t be distracted, or guilted away from healing.
I never knew how debilitating it can be to feel unable to do the few things that can help a person heal: laugh, cry, and to just sit. I really thought the distractions would be good, healthy, it would leave less time to dwell on the things I believe I’ve failed at.
But I’m excited to finally have them gone. I will be able to cry without worrying about someone worrying about me.