I love thanksgiving. And I have a lot to be thankful for.
It’s not socially acceptable to scream. I don’t mean talk angrily at someone. I don’t even mean yell. I mean scream. Like throat feels raw, don’t recognize your own voice, something coming up from the depths of your soul. That kind of scream.
And I really just want to scream.
I just feel so powerless. So stuck.
And hurt. And unheard. And limited.
It’s thanksgiving. And I love thanksgiving. And I have so, so, so much to be thankful for.
And I am. I am very thankful and grateful for all that I have in my life.
But—goodness, I hate this— I just…. I just don’t feel thankful. I am thankful. Truly. Believe me, I am. I just don’t feel it.
It’s thanksgiving. And I love thanksgiving.