I’m glad this looks like it will end peacefully… I hope it really does. Despite what some may think, I really, really didn’t want to have to take it any further.
But now that my anger is gone, where do I get my strength? Suddenly I’m drained. Relieved, but suddenly vulnerable. A weight’s been lifted off my chest, but I’m suddenly sad. I feel once more like the abandoned and unwanted.
Thursday night I didn’t sleep well because I thought someone was repeatedly knocking on my door and calling my phone. Last night I slept very well, had no fears of such actions, but had sad, sad dreams again, for the first time in a while.
What do I do? How do I stop feeling like the worthless one?