The Start of Something New.
Have you ever found yourself hunched over the kitchen counter, eating the beets out of a dressing-less salad wondering "What is life, anyway?". Stuck in a fine line between "I wish I could go to sleep and never wake up" and "I have the God of angel armies on my side, I can do all things!". September is garbage. September was the month I decided to end my 20 year marriage and asked my husband to leave. A year later in September, he was at the height of irrational, narcissistic & alcoholic behavior and calling me names like "two faced" and "bitch" as we tried to settle our divorce and he was unhappy with the boundaries I'd set for myself and our children. A good friend said to me this week "I wish you could celebrate September as the month you finally took control of your own life and kicked that shithead to the curb." Yet, two years later and September feels like I have no control over anything. Life is still spinning