Last night, I got back into Dallas from a friend’s house. I experienced inappropriate behavior by a male and female at the motel. Their words stabbed me in the heart. I woke up this morning, and I checked my email. I found out that the best boss I have ever had is leaving her position and moving, here, to Dallas. My heart had not yet healed from the pain from last night, and this news just completed the total decimation.of my heart. Someone reading this right now is thinking, “You’re upset because your boss is leaving?”. Yes, yes I am. She’s given me confidence, opportunities, and she has believed in my abilities. My heart, raw and tender, has hurt all night and day, and again tonight. It still beats, but with each beat, there is a tear just ready to fall. GAH! I hate it. Never mind the food issues it has brought up. I have talked with God all day long. I do not believe I have heard anything in return. I do NOT like this feeling. I want to be the person who never, or rarely, cries. I did not know what else to do. So, here I sit pouring my heart out in a blog. How’s that for being a professional therapist?
Raw and Tender