I am sort of a walking disaster sometimes. Actually, not sort of. I AM a walking disaster sometimes. Or, most of the time. I'll own it. I'm pretty open about it. In fact, some of you probably feel like you already know too much because I'm what's referred to as "A Talker". Sorry about that. Sort of.
It's been on my heart and mind for a while that I should share some of my disaster with you, because:
1. I'm a Talker, and
2. Sometimes hearing about other people's disasters can help you cope a tiny little bit better with your own.
1. I'm a Talker, and
2. Sometimes hearing about other people's disasters can help you cope a tiny little bit better with your own.
So I'm writing a blog about some of the chaos, madness, struggles, and pain that I've been through in the hope that it'll help you remember that you aren't alone when you're wrestling with chaos, madness, struggles, and pain. You aren't alone.
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| Even getting my photo taken ends in disaster. Or, awesomeness. I can't decide. |
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