There are times where I am the Grand Marshall of my life, and others where I feel as if I'm behind the elephants without a scoop! Very rarely am I comfortably on the float in the middle. It's generally varying shades of either extreme. This is my Manic Depressive Parade.
Tuesday, December 15, 2015
I am taking my power back
The past three years have been incredibly difficult to me. As a result, I have been so terribly angry. Slowly, the anger has been consuming all of the light and love I had in my life. The sadness at the loss of a marriage, and so very much more, left me feeling overwrought, defeated, abandoned, afraid, unloved, and angry. With all I have endured in my life, I have always thought is a sign of my resilience, that I was able to not allow hatred to consume me. Yet, as of late, that is exactly what had been happening. No matter what the situation was, I could not enjoy it or be slightly happy because all I could feel was hatred. Read more...
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