It’s been a long time coming to this point. Lots of thoughts, frustrations, tears, and a few cuss words later, but I’m finally at a point of acceptance. With that, I found myself with a new resolve to push forward into the great unknown and pray that the outcome will be better than what I have now for nothing great ever came without struggle.
I found myself looking over old blog posts and found one from April that I in no way feel any different about. If anything, I feel like this post is more right NOW than it was months ago.
Take a click over to the POST and see how I’m feeling tonight.
This isn’t a cry for help or a night where I feel like I’m falling apart, but a night where I accept the (quite frankly and sorry mama) shit hole of a situation I’m in.