Has anyone else ever felt this way?
When I get home, it feels like I am a stranger in my own home. It is a weird emotion and sensation. Through a series of unfortunate events, this has occurred. It is a sad emotion, and really trying to trust to hope. And even that is difficult, because of the immediate feeling of loss is always right there, gnawing at the back of my mind.
All I can do is pray, and hope. Maybe one day this will pass, and maybe it won’t. It is all going to depend on the new choices on the horizon.
A weird feeling for sure. One that I hope goes away soon.