So I feel like I’ve been shoved in a box, and for the sake of drama lets pretend the box is a coffin.
Everyday that passes it feels like 1 more nail is being nailed in. Some days it’s worse – it’s as if 2 or 3 nails have been added. Then on some rare occasions, a nail seems to be removed.
But overall, there seems to be way too many nails, keeping me in the box. Stuck, afraid, confined, trapped, no choices, no answers, no plans — just stuck.
How can you plan an escape, if you don’t know what you are trying to escape to?