When It Rains…

I think I know what’s going on, but don’t.  I strive for a higher level of understanding, but fail. I don’t know a damn thing and I’ve tried a lot of ways to educate, but have missed. The mind-body connection has me confused. When I believe I’m moving forward, there’s trauma and I backslide. It’s all a test, and that’s fine, but I’m sick of it..SICK OF IT. I must be going about life in the wrong manner because I can’t seem to get out of my own way.  Mental illness if you want some….