coz of through this thing we do, i have come to see that nothin grows in the dark; only when i expose my fears to the light of honesty do they lose their dominion. the shadows i once nurtured in secrecy have become soil for understandin, and in their turnin, i find humility. acceptance of self, both the fracture and the form, has become an act of faith, not complacency. my HP teaches me that Perseverance is not merely endurance but trust in the slow unfurlin of grace. the morbid reflections that once ensnared me now serve as mirrors, not prisons. each flaw revealed, each fear surrendered, becomes a step toward inner wholeness. by his mercy, i live, no longer confined to darkness, but growin in its light. 1 day @ a time…
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bjsrer
corn fed not inbred michigan white trash...
