Pick up and drop off

No more beginnings. No more do overs and start overs. No more going back and forth with my mind on my true worth and what’s positive or negative about me. No more outbursts of positive affirmations that are really responses to the memories that give incriminating evidence that proves my unworthiness of love. No more […]

It was the stuff that had accumulated overtime that suffocated it. There weren’t any moments that are recalled to recollection in those moments. I going around saying we were stuck in gunk. Nasty slimy ick. But it was ours. I learned I adapt….learned to drift away. I checked out on so many levels