You brave the storm of the day just to go home to your personal storm of the night. You take unto yourself the rantings of your tortured mind. That which you have gotten but didn’t ask for. That which you have received but you did not hope to get. Life has its time when it mocks and jeers us. Using our decisions and emotions to torment us. We tell ourselves that we can build on what has been given to us. We tell ourselves that we can make something out of the nothing; but really? Can we? We tell ourselves that we do not need a release (of any form) and that this will end in its own time. That this will end and we will come out strong. Think about it. Is this for real or do we give ourselves the needed comfort that we can muster up when, we are down just to get up?
Sharing and showing the experiences of a single mom
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