but I do know that a strong drink on a Saturday afternoon helps me face a few fears and numbs me to the pain.
I admit, I want everything to be perfect, like a fairytale. But, the fairytale died when the summer and the snow queen arrived.
Summer was young, energetic, full of sex and adorable. The Snow Queen was on her way out, jealous, and powerful, sucking the life out of all of us.
I wanted to end with all my lovers by my bedside, telling me how they always thought I was beautiful, no matter how old and feeble I became.
But do you know what happened? I rose up, out of disaster and loss, and I became stronger and more lively and happier and full of real life - more than I ever imagined!
I wish the very best for you too! Enjoy real living, while you can. It's worth the fight!
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