Guilt trip? Regret? Maybe.
This is how I feel today. Back and forth. Back and forth.
The secret may be blown wide open this week. Maybe. Maybe not. But still, these feelings. I survived the publication of memoir. Why so scared? How to cope?
I write to my sister.
I write to my spiritual director.
I write to my mother.
I write this blog. Ironic this is Blog Carnival day.
And I pray. My favorite prayer has always been 'Help!'
And I hold onto Jesus.