There's a scene in one of my favorite movies, "Forrest Gump", where Forrest and Jenny are adults, and they are going for a walk. They walk by Jenny's childhood home. A place where she was abused by her alcoholic father. When Jenny sees the house she becomes very emotional. Very angry. She picks up a rock and throws it at the house and then she picks up more rocks and throws them, and at some point, ends up throwing her shoes too. Then she collapses onto the ground, crying. In typical Forrest Gump style the narration tells us, "Sometimes I guess there just aren't enough rocks".
That's how I have felt lately. Like there just aren't enough rocks.
Lots of emotion inside me. Like the feelings in there want to scream their way out. I believe this will pass soon. But for now, I'm still eating and drinking too much, and I still want to punch something.
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