Driving around yesterday I knew I was angry. I was having those “and then I’ll tell him…” conversations in my head. But every time I tried to say out loud what was bothering me the tears came. I pulled out my journal: “I’m tired” I wrote over and over. And “I’m lonely”…Hmmm, tired, lonely, angry and not eating very well either.
Sound familiar? I laughed at myself.
H.A.L.T. : Hungry Angry Lonely and Tired
What comes next?
Thirsty!
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