Dear Cake,
Your husband's sex addiction was the best thing that has ever happened to you.
The destruction it caused left your future looking desolate & grey.
You love life; a colorful one.
Do you suppose you will ever get the answer to where all of this strength comes from?
Share the secret, if you do.
Welcome back, Cake
Ok, so I don't *hate* everything, myself included. However, there is this constant battle within to shake others until they understand what kindness, loyalty, compassion means versus turning the other
I am broken. It seems hell is full of fun time circus mirrors and this is probably why they call it hell. These mirrors distort things, make me think I am climbing out but in reality, I am just walkin