If I had known then what I know now, I would not have wasted so much time searching for source of my profound sadness. I have realized that the answer to that question must no longer guide me if I am to escape the memories of my past.
Now, I must ask a different question...
Rather than asking myself, "how did I get here?" I am asking a new one, "how the fuck do I get out?"
Elyssa D. Durant, Ed.M. © 2006-2015