tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575815160753790724.post6377007458605756044..comments2024-03-28T07:00:13.521-05:00Comments on CHANCES R.....: A Mother's PainRamona I. Lynamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10442196742914230676noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575815160753790724.post-11992328953368361402016-01-13T10:50:47.256-06:002016-01-13T10:50:47.256-06:00I'm sorry, sweetie; a person shouldn't jus...I'm sorry, sweetie; a person shouldn't just drop things like that on their Mommy, even if it is 20+ years after the fact. You've got the right situation/time period, if not the exact night. And you know, I didn't have a plan or a weapon or anything; I wasn't seconds away from something irrevocable. Just despondant, and looking for a reason not to be. <br /><br />It was a little while after that dark night when I had an epiphany that pulled me out of it: if I really felt I had nothing to live for, then I had nothing to lose. I could go/do/be whatever else I wanted; I wasn't trapped, I was free. <br />Ever since then, when nights have fallen, they've never been quite that dark again. There is more than one way out of misery, they all hurt to varying degrees, but some hold the promise of a brighter day to come, and fortunately, I've had the will to focus on them. <br /><br />LOVE YOU and would never, ever do that to you. kaizerinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18005579274529922523noreply@blogger.com