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I started writing again and I'm exhausted!

Whenever I write about my life I become physically drained, and now I have a massive headache to top it off. I'm not quite sure why I even attempt to do it, but whenever I pray for direction or ask what I'm suppose to do, book is the message I get. Can't Tyler Perry just meet with me so I can tell him my story - he makes a movie and we all live happily ever after. That way I get it all out and don't have to keep going to that dark place in my life.

I sat in a meeting a few weeks ago with a group of drug addicts in treatment listening to their stories, the parents story , the counselor's story. All I kept thinking is I could of been a lot of things with the way my family was, but I chose not to become a drug addict or an alcoholic. I'm not saying I'm perfect - we all have skeletons in our closet, but I made a choice on what direction to go with my life - becoming a drug addict was not on my list or on the list of any of my siblings. I have to question why none of us are addicts.

Anyway, we'll see if I can make it through this without wanting to curl up in the fetal position and question God.



"It takes vision and courage to create - it takes faith and courage to prove." - Owen D. Young

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