Birds of a Feather …

flock together.   And this, well … hmmm.  This can be good or bad.  

Doh!  I came here to confess and I can’t get the words out.  Or I could but then you’d see I’m awful.  These demon thoughts are outrageous today.  I say I always cheer for the underdogs.  Not so this time. Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!

Scream therapy.  Now I feel a tad bit better.  

I know I’d feel a whole lot better if I could just admit my sin of judgment.  But I’m ashamed and recognize I’m wrong.  Instead of confessing I’m working on changing.  Getting my head on straight; removing the need to confess.  How’s that for circular logic?!?!  

As always, more to come.