Yesterday I didn't manage a Good Thing because I couldn't climb out of the Pit of Despair. Today I found the strength to claw my way out. My fingernails are ragged and bloody, but I'm out. For now. And that's a very Good Thing.
AuthorWhispers and whimpers, screams and secrets, cries and confusion, living and learning. The days and nights of an ordinary, everyday woman experiencing the tragedies and triumphs of life. ArchivesAugust 2010 CategoriesAll  |
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