Anne:
As I read your note, I smile, ...'as you bring me through my door for the first time in a year'...how funny! Please write stories...that is your calling, I feel...great story teller.
But, maybe, you are more verbal. Maybe, a tape recorder is in order.
Big feminine energy jumps out from the page. Everything to do with the detail. Like lace circling the wrist of a sheer blouse.
Oh those neurotransmitters...my many years on anti-depressants...free from them now.
I've grown to accept that bodies are different. One turns and moves in one way...the other, twists and falls. How to explain. How to live a pain-free existence. I guess that is what we all search for here on facebook.
And, honesty. It is the best 'policy'. I've put many a foot in my own mouth. I still struggle with not knowing the right thing to say/do at the right time. I get in trouble almost daily with misunderstandings. So, I'm thinking I need to talk and explain more. I am thinking that will help. I tend to be the quiet one sitting attentively. In a group, I'm the one the teacher will turn to and ask a question. And, I'm the one who fumbles around and ends up looking like 'duh'. I think they refer to this as 'self-esteem'. I've bought many a book on the subject. And, the thing that grows it the most is expression. Can't listen too much to anyone else. You have to do your 'own thing'. Express. Do. In whatever form that takes. Thanks so much for your words and good feelings. They come through the page. I struggle with wanting to make you all better. But, beginning to accept.
Mucho gratias. Nan
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