It takes, a lot of courage, to walk through your younger years, because NOBODY had loving, kind, wonderful, fitting parents, as EVERYBODY’s family of origin is one’s SOURCE of pain (hello, hello, hello, we’d gone OVER that already!!!).
And, there came a time, in everybody’s life, that s/he must, confront the events that’s made her/him into who s/he is in life, and, the process is like, digging through the dirt, getting the mud and the muck all over you, and, it just, gets, too messy to think about…
this would be, very difficult to live through again, and yet, it’s a MUST if you want to “come into being”…not my photo.
It takes, a lot of courage, to walk through one’s own younger years, and you don’t know how many of those unexploded landmines are buried in your separate pasts, and, one false step, you’d be, DEAD! The courage it took, to walk through own’s own younger years, this, is a courage that one must muster up, because, if you don’t confront those ghosts of your younger years, they will always and forever, gnaw on you, and, haunt you, until the day that you die!
It takes, enormous amount of courage, to walk through your childhood years, and, it will be, painful, and, you must, weather through ALL those once-forgotten moments of pain, reexperience the betrayals by your loved ones, again, and again, and again, and maybe, if you’re lucky, you will, start to, mend, or, perhaps, you’d rather, LIVE out the REST of your lives as “broken”, “incomplete”? It’s your life, so, C-H-O-O-S-E already, huh??? And, STOP wasting MY precious time here!
the monsters can’t get you this time, you’re, already older, remember??? Not my photo still…
Life, the Obstacle Course 