There’s something about being home that makes you feel safe. That nothing can hurt me here. Nothing can go wrong.
False sense of security, I know. But the feeling persists and I’m glad. I pull into my driveway and immediately feel safe, welcomed, loved. Walking in the door, I’m surrounded by things that have special meaning and memories to me. I change into comfy, old clothes and shed my troubles.
Even though they come with me. I can’t leave my pain behind but I can occupy myself with things to distract me from it. When other symptoms go haywire, the privacy I need is here. My home is truly my sanctuary.
I hope everyone has that experience with their living space. That it’s not just a place to stay but a place that truly feels comfortable and loving. If it’s not, I challenge you to find a way to make it better. Even if it’s just a soft blanket to snuggle under to make you feel safe and warm.
I wish you all a safe haven and a wonderful day!