
I stood in the mirror flexing my muscles this morning thinking to myself how in the world did I get so cut. I'm not one for bench pressing, nor do I go out my way to do any push ups. Yet some kind of way I remain with these admirably cut arms. I learn today that you never know what someone is going through, even if you believe that the two of you are close. I think I almost lost my mind today, and some kind of way I managed to keep a smile on my face. I despise crying, yet lately that is all I can do. If asked why I feel like this, I really don't believe I would be able to utter all the reasons for the heaviness in my life....
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