One day, about eight months after separating from my husband, I felt it. Happiness. Wow, I thought. Look at that– I feel good today. And then it happened again: I was happy a second day. And then a third and fourth. I actually wondered if I were suddenly developing bipolar disorder. Was this some manic high?
I had forgotten what it felt like to wake up excited to approach the day and whatever challenges it had for me, rather than waking up with such horrific s…
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What lies in our power to do, lies in our power not to do. – Aristotle
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