5 years of everything.....
I remember about ten years ago telling someone that I felt like I was in a minefield and everyone else I knew was stepping on mines, besides me. My friends father had died, someone had breast cancer, siblings were in serious car accidents, babies born with defects. These things never affected me or my family. But always felting pending doom, or a "knowing" that my time would come to grieve, panic, cry. It was during that time in my life that I made things harder for myself. I asked for drama, looked for it actually. I was "bored" and needed to "feel" something. So I tiptoed through places I shouldn't have been, and did a few things that I am not proud of. That said. I am who I am because of these experiences. I took a quiet predictable life and ground as a pepper grinder and turned it into "something else". I never anticipated life making MY LIFE the experience it has been since those days. I was a semi spoiled, overly confident, infant....