And then I sat quietly with myself on the porch looking out at Fairmount Park, lush, deep green, sunlight filtering through the leaves of the huge oak tree and thought about feelings I want to work on.
So far I came up with four:
- Constant feeling of loss
- Feeling excluded everywhere
- Always feeling homeless – searching for a home
- Constantly feeling unlovable
Now, that seems like a lot of Work … no?