Ten steps forward. Fifty steps back.

Ten steps forward.

50 steps back.

Rinse.

Repeat.

Fresh hell!!!!

I’m a bit fed up, beloveds.

With having to be positive.

With having to be about being about it when the LAST thing I want to do is be about it.

Geeeeeeeeeeez.

So, what am I DOING whilst having these feelings?

Being about it, of course.

Shhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeuuuuuuuttttt!

It’s a have to now.

I want to quit.

Badly.

Right here.

Right now.

I just want to flop down in this dead spot and say so what and who gives two hoots and leave me alone.

I won’t.

I can’t.

I have thangs to do.

Crapola.

What shall I do instead?

Take out the trash.

Make coffee.

Make chicken strips.

Hmm.

brb,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life is short. Keep taking your two steps forward. Not your fault when having to take 50 back…*shrug*. Be encouraged. In case no one has told you today: I love you.

And, if you get a few extra pieces today…*shrug*. It’s either encourage you and me or stay in bed all day lamenting how hard life is. I did that yesterday. Booooooooooooooooooring. Let’s go, beloveds. We got thangs to do.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

• COME SIT AT MY TABLE 🪑❤️‍🩹
• BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
• Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
• Still In Love
• REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢