MAELSTROM"a situation marked by confusion, turbulence, strong feelings, violence, or destruction."
That's where I'm at right now.
I had to look this word up because it popped up in my head last night as I lay in bed, going over
my week in review, this sh*tstorm of a week.
I can't, much to my eternal chagrin, write about what is going on right now.
Even this blog is basically by an anonymous writer right now (it is--notice...).
There are a few with whom I've shared the particulars, hazy though they may be, of this most
recent 'happening'. They have responded with positivity, with wild anger (directed at the situation), and unquestioning support (as always in these types of situations, the ones I've seemed to find myself mired up in over the past few years), the phrase "you know who you are" pops up in my head.
My husband, my sister (who has been my most vocal supporter, to the tune of "I'm worried about how this will affect your health"), my friend T., who knows ALL the background stories--they have buoyed me along this week with their encouraging words and calls.
This is the type of blog entry I despise--you know what I mean. One that is vague, un-telling, that clearly hides a big story, veils an emotional turmoil.
What can I say?