Last weekend, I did something I didn’t really think I could do. I carried my possessions on my back and hiked 5.5 miles through the wilderness, slept in the frigid cold… and then hiked back the next day. And I didn’t die. I didn’t even see a mountain lion. Here’s how it all went down.
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Unlocking My Prison
And even before we were married, with white-knuckled fists, I held on to our relationship through waning romantic effort… unhealthy boundaries at home and work… addiction… neverending counseling appointments… promise after broken promise.. Lie after lie… Trying to control him… begging him to change…
All because I was too terrified to figure out who I was on my own. To face the reality of me.