A friend suggested that writing here has been cathartic for me.
The writing is helpful, no question.
As I’m putting thoughts to page, old “tapes”, old versions of the tales I used to tell suddenly take new meaning. Before I know it, I have a new understanding of my mom, my dad, and I think, huh. Go figure.
When the universe hands you a couple of balls to juggle, you might be able to pull it off. But if a bushel-full are dumped on you, is it any wonder that you drop the entire lot?
No one was a monster, no one was a villain. Everyone was doing the best they could with the resources they had at the time.
Categories: Personal Growth