If you missed the last post, you can catch up here. Oh boy. Writing this next chapter has given me pause because I am about to start describing the foundations of relationships I still have, but that didn’t start out as they exist today. I teetered back and forth about whether I would cause more … Continue reading YEAR TWELVE
Mrs. Waylan couldn't help but to whisper in passing to Shane, "help is on the way!"
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The game has changed and we just went from seeing the light at the end of the tunnel to straight up survival mode.
Between eating trash, training to be Schwarzenegger, twiddling our thumbs on the floor in the corner, and just not eating at all, Lisa liked to pepper in mental exercise as well.
No matter what happened, you weren't allowed to miss a beat or else it would all start over.
In the moment, I thought that I was finally a big kid and people were taking me seriously from now on.