I am drinking caramel-flavored coffee and skimming through my newsfeed as I attempt to get myself to a more functional level of wakefulness.
I am also thinking about the healing I have enjoyed, (and am enjoying), since first beginning my journey. Seems I have come a long way from being a suicidal, alcoholic, cutter and all-around victim who was full of bitter rage and paralyzing fear.
It is a nice way to start the day; taking stock of all the positive things that have happened as a result of putting my feet on a healing path. I have changed and grown into the kind of adult that I am happy, (and proud), to be. And I am totally grateful.
I think it is gonna be a good day, tater...
*must be something in the coffee. (wink wink) ?