my friday girl

dreamy

fantasy

when i was little, and i got upset, i pretended i was a stuffed animal.

totally still, i stared ahead and in as far as i was concerned, it fixed everything.

why? because i was escaping. i wasn't who i was. no one could get to me. because i wasn't me.

so now i do the grown up version of this. i am upset. anxious. worried. shaken to the core.

so i am not a stuffed animal. i am not still. i am not just staring.

but i am in my world. my "world". it's my escape. my happy place.

so i would love to talk, but i can't. i'm on vacation in my head.

which right now, is just so much better than reality.

i'll be okay. i'll get used to it. but right now, i am a teddy bear.

another day

courage doesn't always roar. sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, "i will try again tomorrow."

~Mary Anne Radmacher