Wednesday, April 7, 2010

You Couldn't Pay Me Enough

I experienced enough anxiety and stress when I was a teenager, reliving it through my stepdaughters is killing me.

There is no way to prepare them for what they are facing. No way to tell them that no matter how sure they think they are; they do not know better. In fact what they know is much much worse.

My parents for sure didn't get in the middle of my life. Unless it affected my well being.
I am struggling to find the bright side again.  Just when I look up, the sky falls again.

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