I've decided

I need to stop thinking and stop acting like a twit.

Easier said than done.

Manic Dramatic

Life is full of ups and downs. One day you might be on top of the world, the next minute you're wallowing in shit. I've been feeling a lot of that back and forth lately - mostly because I'm trying to work on some "issues" that are really close to my heart, and it's never easy to confront your demons.

It's funny, the last post I wrote was a tad dramatic, but so very true to what I was feeling at the time. Today, I don't feel remotely that upset, mostly because I know that the healing process of my heart has already begun, and that it's true, I will bleed and I will hurt but it means that all the poison that hold me prisoner is going to leave. And there is something much better filling the space. Much better.