I had a really bad night last night. But you would be proud. I put down my blade, fresh tears streaming down my face, and put on my shoes. I went for a walk. to the bridge. But it didn't stop. I wanted to jump. Or walk into traffic. But I didn't. I just sat there. Staring at peace river. Yes, the irony Did strike me. But it was beautiful. I fought it. Hard. I didn't win the war, but this battle is over. |