July Challenge: Starting a Blog
Karma . . . or lack thereof. If you are blessed with the sucker then you are lucky. Truth is I have lousy karma.
Who I am now is NOT who I was ten years ago. I have been told I am nice. And I even heard the word endearing once. Oh, if they only knew.
I'm the girl who once told my roomate to cry in the bathroom
when she had a breakdown. The nerves in my hand are not
linked to my brain because seriously, if provoked I will punch you.
When talking about my life experiences, I often say, "Once upon a time." Frankly, I feel like my life has been split into two books. The heroine-yeah, that's me- has freaking brawled her way through life.
But not anymore, every two weeks I attend a support group.
I've also taken up athletics (instead of hitting people.)
The gnome that I am staring down is myself. And I have a LOT of
work to do if I am going to make up for my wrong deeds.
Time to get writing.