I paint my nails Essie metallic Silver. It's my Treat to myself. I can't paint nails for shit. But putting a thick coat so my nails look like they are made of Atomantium makes me feel better about myself. When I am stressed and want to fall on the floor and cry hysterical I stare at my fingers. I look at the slick solid color of metal coming from my nail bed and I try to remind myself that I am stronger than this.
The inside of me is made of some rock hard stuff and I am bigger than Jason's disease the nuances of life and the little bugaboo nonsense that creeps up.
I am made of something stronger. And I created Jason so that means so is he. There is more within us.
This is not all there is and this will not break us.
I won't let it. Just have to keep reminding myself.
Irene my heart hurts so much for you..i really wish i could do more..i myself am going thru my own hell still.this new year is not such a good one.im hoping praying and planing that this year will end better then it started.i read this blog all the time.i pray for u and jason still.keep calling on jehovah he will answer your call.i will do the same.something has to go our way.
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