If it weren’t for my husband and my son and the one I have on the way, I would have probably resorted back to depression, cutting myself again or contemplating suicide. I honestly try and do everything the right way in life. I’m compassionate to everyone, human and animal, and still I come up short every single fucking time. I understand sometimes why people rob banks or why people kill. They get desperate because they’ve spent all this time trying to do it right and just keep getting the door slammed in their face. If God does exist, he’s a very cruel being for letting so much bad happen to genuinely good people. Everyday, my family and I included.
I strongly believe that the energy you put out is the energy you get back. That’s why I always promote good vibes and positive energies in my home.