Dark place...
There is no denying that the last few years have been rocky, rough and at times, sucked hairy, saggy balls. Throughout this time, I've known that there is a light at the end of the tunnel although I didn't always see it, I hoped and prayed I would. Sometimes I would get a glimmer of it and other times it was pitch black...I was in a very dark, toxic place. I almost let it consume me and poison my spirit. But each day I would wake up and fight the urge to throw in the towel, to say, "fuck it" or even to take a giant step back and revert to the familiar because the unknown is scary af (like my kids say). This dreary, wet Seattle-like winter didn't help...I need sunny days like a Tweaker needs a fix. Recently, I spotted a faint glow. That light I have been in search of is in my sight. It's not fading in and out like before, it's illuminating my path. It has helped me to see things I couldn't see before and to discover a part of my world I never