After a few good days, I’ve had the blahs today.
They are to be expected, the blahs.
On the one hand, I feel the relief that everyone says you feel. I have time to myself again, the stress of the uncertainty has gone, and I feel like I can start making decisions again. I feel freedom. On the other hand, that freedom has come at the highest price a little girl can pay.
And so, in a way, I’m rather relieved that the blahs are back. The good days were starting to be a little disconcerting.