My psychological make up has made me particularly sensitive to the horrible things I have learned to call myself. May these thoughts arise from others, social-stigma's or diagnosis, they don't have to have power over me any more. But sometimes they do and when they do, I get to grow.
Read MoreThanks to Whitefish, Montana a guy who lost all belief in love now walks beside a woman who sheds it like a willow blowing on a windy fall day. A boy who thought his life was over now has a baby on the way who can soon join on this mysterious walk through a mans wildest dreams. Thanks to God this place exists
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