Not to mention what a massive mood killer it was when my husband wanted to get close to me. Insert me wiping snot off my husbands face after going in for a kiss.
I've missed out on a lot. More than most of you will ever know. I don't believe in "living my best life" because that would mean I'm done. I'm far from done.
my dreams take me to far distance lands where I'm giving away cars, vacations, paying off someone's student loans, paying college tuitions, and donating massive amounts to charities that are dear to me. Yes my dreams are big. Waiting to achieve them is a slow burn, and I'm impatient.