"Crying helps me slow down and stop stressing over the weight of life's problems."~Sadness
I was asked the question “do the questions ever get answered? And, the answer is yes. The questions do get answered, but the answer depends on you.
So he knows her pain... Knows her sorrow... Knows her struggle, but his solution is to offer himself?!
Instead of being celebrated and affirmed, she was shamed. She is a young woman, mother, and wife navigating life the best way she knows how.
So, this is my life?! A sister-wife baby mama with all these kids to feed who need love but I have none to give because I gave it to a man who don't love me.
I never should have went to see Harriett. Because now, I’m in darkness, staring at the pieces of my heart. Wondering how to put them back together.
From what place comes your strength? From what reservoir do you draw your power? How do you give love when there is no love to give?