Cumbersome emotions are much like loaded guns, however, we appear to point the barrels all too often at ourselves and stare at the sound of self-sabotage in the face, wondering if we’ll hear the bang before it’s over.
Something gets to me every day. And this is no joke. I need to get it off my chest, It’s been whirling whirling whirling round my mind for some time – I need to talk. You know, to someone I can trust. So, here goes.