If only...
confidence really did come in a tube. Ah, life would be easier. It would also be good if money, good looks and happiness came in tubes as well. (Feel free to add your own product ideas for tube-y convenience.)My confidence has taken such a hit that I am going to need the whole tube. Crushed by my father's wife, yet again, I am reeling this week trying to figure out how to patch up and go on. In my mind, his silence during the assault was tantamount to complicity. It is so painful to wrangle through and with that one, trying to understand that there are forces stronger than love that can motivate a person.

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I am so sorry to hear this and Cheryl is an asshole...plain and simple. There is nothing redeeming about a person who will intentionally hurt another person. She must really not like herself because only people who are truly miserable behave that way. You are awesome and amazing...please keep telling yourself that...I promise I will keep telling you. There is sunshine through the clouds and they will part soon enough. I love you.
I will foward my e-mail from Betts Bailey. (Willie's daughter) Apparently she reads your blog daily. Who knew?
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