I am in a FUNK

I'm in a serious, ferocious, hard-hitting FUNK.

It started Sunday morning during the prospective (we've since hired him) pastor's sermon. It was like someone grabbed hold of my gut and my tear ducts at the same time and held on until the mack truck hit.

I can't explain it.

I feel I've come to some sort of crossroads or end-of-the-road and I can't decide which it is. If it's a crossroads, I haven't been able to decide on which road to take and thus I'm feeling like it's the end-of-the-road.

End of what road?

Beginning of what road?

See, it all goes back to that control issue and that ebb & flow thing which I'm no good at!!!!!!!

And my hair isn't helping any of this! I've been growing it out over a year but now I'm thinking about cutting it and that decision alone is making me feel crazy so maybe that's proof I should hold off on any major life decisions!