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witchscauldronWherever You Go, There You Are
My favorite place to be these days is asleep. It's just easier.
If it's a physical place, it's still Kilmarnock. I've been hoping for a couple years the twinging pain I get when I think of the place will go away, ease off...but it doesn't. I miss it like hell.
Help?
My faith keeps me grounded. It gives me small pockets of calm where I can let myself relax. It keeps me from killing other people. (I'm not really joking when I say that.) It keeps me from killing myself. It's one of the few things in life that gives me a sense of purpose, and that I feel even remotely accomplished at.
That being said, the first place I turn when I have hard times is seldom my religion. I try to rely on myself, rather than turning to something or someone else.