Just as I think we’re emerging from the storm, we’re back in the storm.
How will I ever know when things are actually what they seem, finally?
Will I ever be able to trust it?
This has been the nature of the carousel for a long, long time. Nothing is solid, no matter how solid it seems. It can’t be allowed to be.
And why do I continue to go where I go emotionally? It’s harder to feel so destabilized if you can keep yourself from being tempted into feeling stabilized in the first place.