Your thoughts become you. Whether you think you can or whether you think you can’t, you’re right! I want a positive mindset and think only good thoughts. But I can’t.
Hidden beneath the surface is anger swelling inside me—my past haunts. The immediate future is hazy, with clouds all around. Free falling, searching for wings while compartmentalizing fear. That’s life in survival mode.
Will I land hard, or will I find wings?