My mind has the ability to rush and push in a seemingly endless current, and sometimes it grinds to a halt in an endless quiet. A while back, I wrote stories about failed relationships that made me laugh, ones that made me cry and ones that made me do both. After writing these, it seemed like I could actually begin the necessary steps to keep those in the past and to move forward. Of course, with the help of my lovely fiancé. However, something else began to take light. As I became brutally honest with the one I love most, I started realizing I was becoming honest with myself... and it was more than I could handle. I was realizing that the way I was living and coping with the punches in life was not particularly healthy. This story is about the traffic in my mind and the steps I'm taking to navigate it.
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