A while ago I wrote aobut 5 me's. an oversimiplifcation. Hard to nail down in words what's actually happening.

But I realized something this morning:

I'm getting less and less concerned with the "who am I" now.

Seeking less control? Or just not caring who is runing the show. Or is this just one Me who doesn't care and tomorrow I'll get all tangled up again, when a Me who does care is doing things.

(I use tomorrow/yesterday generically as terms for 'not right now)

At 71, I don't have time to heal. Right now I'm trying to find a path that doesn't keep me thinking about trauma all the time, and allows me some time to be a person, while at the same time, does allow me to be a bit more alive.