Let me just start off by saying that.

I’m finding myself in old patterns again. Making myself completely available while unable to communicate my own needs. It’s Susan era bullshit.

Do most people have eras in their life that are named after a person?

I could write a novel about what’s going on but to be honest, I’m too emotionally fragile at this point to really have a desire. Let’s just say, this day has me wanting to tear everything down.

-G