There may be days... v. 5

A short essay from June 2021, revised for publication today

There may days when it feels like the anxiety is going to have you literally crawl out of your skin.

There may be days when it feels like the fear is going to eat you alive.

There may be days when the regret is suffocating.

There may be days you find yourself lost in the “what ifs “.

There may be days you when you are drowning in the longing and wanting.

There may be days you have no answers.

There may be days when the only answers you have aren’t the ones you want.

There may be days you wish everything was different.

There may be days the only thing that would make all the agony go away is the one thing you cannot have.

There may be days when the tears fall and your heart literally aches and all the hope you had is gone.

There may be these days.

They will be agonizing. Their own special kind of hell. A torture you don’t know if you can continue to endure.

And even though it won’t feel like it, even though it feels like you will be in pain forever, even though you can’t see how any of this could …