So, I have my pity party.
Sometimes I pity party alone, and sometimes I invite my hubby or a
friend to join in. But, I have it. Then I just move on. I will
say that when I was dealing with Mr.’s illness and recovery I did seek a counselor
to help me through it. Some things are
just better left to a professional.
This was just a personal profession that I do get mad, I
do cry, I do have a pity party. But, I
don’t want to stay there; it is a dark place that brings me no joy. So, today again, I choose to look focus on
the good, not the bad, but I see it all.
Happy Wednesday!
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