I went to a rejuvenating service at my grandmothers church today and I haven't felt this relieved in a long time. Towards the end of the service I began to shed some on the stress and pain I had been feeling through tears, and more I thought about those feelings the more I cried; but the more I cried the more I accepted how good it felt, which intern made me cry more. Those second tears though where of happiness, the joy of having this pain lifted of my body. The morning has come and I am better off then I was during the night.
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Sometimes you just need a good cry.
Thanks. I felt a whole lot better, I use to repress it as a biproduct of repressing my anger, but that doesnt work like i would like to admit it does.
Joy comes in the morning...it's funny how we complain about rain and storms but after they are over do we ever notice how calm it is and how nice it smells after the rain?.....Glad you feel better
Thats sweet, thank you, and i agree with you 100%.
Super color scheme, I like it! Good job. Go on.
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