Joy

i know its time to make a change. and i know that it will take a lot of strength. some ppl r better than others and i happen to be at the first step of the ladder; holding clumsily and swaying w the wind.

i often wonder how hard this is going to be. perhaps harder than most battles - for u know what yer in a battle for and what yer up against. the future is darkness, pitch black. it might be victorious or a life long struggle. i am not sure of own strength.. but i do know that im getting stronger every day.

the last 8 months have been joy - thank you for keeping me blind folded in joy. i cud almost remember no dark times