Well, as the last few minutes of the day run out there aren't many revelations from this particular day, besides:
1) Craig & I are solid no matter what. I can put my heart in that. He's even agreed to join me in therapy.
2) The fact I hurt may be my mother's fault, the fact I'm out of control is mine.
3) I cannot let being "broken" define who I am exclusively. We all come with baggage, mine's just a little heavier. That's okay. It doesn't make me who I am, just dresses me up a little.
Now, I'm going to try to sleep despite the fact my tummy is in knots. Stupid aunt flow. :-P
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