Leaves from one of the trees that my dad planted, just hanging out over the wash after the rain.
Mood of the day: Surrendered
We had an interesting topic come up during our meeting last night. The enemy. Cunning, baffling and powerful. I decided that this subject would be a great opener for the final chapter. Why DO we believe negative things about ourselves, and where DO those thoughts come from in the first place? Why do we self-sabotage and …
Mood of the day: Fragile