Just as I finally think I'm getting shit figured out....
the past peeks in and says "HEY". Relocating my strong bitch persona this past year was at best a struggle. And now that "give em the benefit of the doubt" side is fighting to stay silent. Geez...why the hell can't things just be more black and white? I survived and I'm still standing. It should be enough for me. Then a voice sounding of true sober regrets come at the other end of a phone
Finally letting things come to fruition. Battling myself is exhausting. The more contact with my VR family the more strength I regain of what was lost. Deepest thanks to all that have reached out. Feel the kindred beat through the cold.
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Many good Blessings for you!
Thank you so much my dear friend.
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