I took a big leap from where I was to where I wanted to go and it seemed to be going well for a while. I suppose it was the updraft of initial success; I got into a program, I moved and someone loved me whom I loved dearly. Then it all fell apart.
Signs were there for part of it. I needed to sell my house for a profit and I didn’t. She died and I lost my mind. I didn’t plan financially for the shortfall in order to get back there. I’ve had difficulty finding work. Depression and Panic and Anxiety moved in. Everything got that much harder and she is gone from this world.
I’m in free fall and panicking; hoping praying that wings develop or another updraft comes or the ground is soft wherever I land.