My wife is in bed crying. I can hear her tears running across the hard wood floors.
We fought so hard this evening that I thought the house was going to come down.
I became so infuriated that I threw paintings off the wall.
I killed the sunflowers we bought together yesterday.
She threw violent words at my spirit.
I am a madman whose worries and fears are breaking her down.
My lack of motivation is making her insane.
I worry about my heart.
I worry about ending up a failed artist like my grandfather.
I worry about everything, even the toxins in the paint on the bedroom wall.
She tells me that I am always so negative about the world, the environment, my health, my job, my future, my cat, my home, my art and my wife.
It breaks her heart to see me so sad. She is afraid that I will stop going outside.
That I will stop trying to live my dreams. That I will die.
Her tears are beginning to flood our small apartment. She is wailing in bed.
What in your life or about yourself is no longer serving you and causing your unhappiness? What do you need to let go of?
I keep asking myself this but I do not know the answers.
I am no miracle man.