I've been a little down the past couple of days. Last night I drove home from work just bawling my eyes out. I think Mike was a little concerned when I came in the house looking like someone had just died. The reason? Umm, there was no reason. Just flat out felt like I couldn't do anything but cry.
I feel overwhelmed by emotion and all of the thoughts that are running through my mind. This week I'll find out if I am pregnant, and I am drowning in fear that I won't be. I am overanalyzing every little thing I feel, which I know is not a healthy thing to do, but I can't help it. I remind myself to take a deep breath and to focus on something else, which I do for a while, until the fear comes knocking again.
I am tired of the roller coaster of emotions every month--being hopeful and optimistic only to be let down. I am tired of letting the fear overshadow my faith. For once, I would just like to stand tall in my belief and let it be.