Now, talk is cheap. Make it happen. I KNOW you can.
Strength and Honor.
Yes, if only it were already 'permanent'. Still cycling through the anxiety when W is around, or when she's going somewhere and doesn't tell me where. Like FIB, I need to learn not to care. It's not about her any more, she's crazy. She only measures her life with me by what she DOESN'T have. Not by what she DOES have.
It's about me now. I know this will get easier after a while.
