And it's back.

That all-too-familiar feeling. That feeling I thought was gone because I thought I'd solved this problem. But it's back.

And the weight returns.

My vision is hazy. My heart hurts. Opposing sides ripping me apart. And all the while I remain confused.

I pray that I will have the courage, the strength, the words to articulate what I am feeling. I pray that God will show me the answer. And grant me peace.

Ask and you shall receive.




And P.S. I really want to do DESMA.

(3/13/08)