Friday, April 18, 2014
Never too late....
Who was I?
At 55, I was utterly lost. Believed I was a total failure. Everything I ever did went wrong, or so the little voice in my head kept saying. I struggled with relationships and when they fell apart, it was my fault so the little voice in my head kept saying. Anything that went wrong around me was all my fault. Despondent and utterly miserable and the only person to blame was also my fault—or so the little voice in my head kept telling me.
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Posted by JT at 12:42 PM