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I always believed we learn and grow as we live our lives.

Our mistakes would humble us & teach us what not to do again.
Our triumphs would build us up.

Together the bad and the good would balance us and bring us peace.

But I’m just not feeling it.

It’s as though I never moved at all and the past 34 years never happened. All that had taken place over those years seems like a dream or a story I’ve read.
None of it feels like me.

Now with the addition of gray hair, wrinkles and the extra weight I carry…physically and emotionally and minus the hope;
I’m right back where I started.


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  1. Hang in there! It is a very difficult position to be in, but there is always another way to find what you are looking for. ❤


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