Purpose – much coveted, despair-driven – has returned. Energy – motivation to proceed – building. Willingness – once vibrant, now constrained – resists. Chasms –
Weighted down. I swallow rocks to anchor this restlessness – no exit available. Would love to re-locate, check self-assessment into a sunnier place – but
Jilted by a philandering husband and defrauded out of my share of the assets, I made a convincing victim. “You are righteously angry,” a friend
This path I walk is not my own; it’s paved with genetic markers, familial dysfunction, and ancestral angst. Can you see them walking with me?
Tired of same old endings, in which hopes are slaughtered and tragedy and insanity win. Raised by the bottle, learned to set standards low –
Unity of thought fleeting, overpowering potential – adaptation never-ending. Possibility articulated, ridicule attached – an irrelevant couple. External/ societal motivators destroy heart, fuel panic –