Rough night..

I'm alone in the house. It's too quiet and too big and I feel like I'm about to go crazy and lose it and start crying.

I'm not taking this separation well. I want to go run and hide and escape back to people.. I'm scared because I can feel myself wanting to go back to living with my folks again.. just so I won't be alone. I know that can't happen. I can't let it happen. I just don't know what to do to make this alone thing better.

It doesn't help any that I had a hand in bringing this on myself. We both agreed to it. Part of me wants to call her, tell her to come home.. That dealing with any problems we had are better than dealing with this.

Suddenly I feel like a scared little kid again, afraid of the boogeyman and the dark and the unknown.

Gods, Goddesses, Deities.. whatever.. somebody, anybody.. give me strength.