‘Hold on to me!’ He said with some urgency.
So I did. More tightly than I could remember doing in any of the previous five years. Then I wept some more, thus continuing the pattern of virtually every day for the last four weeks.
I am at a loss to really explain to Wobbles what is going on. I feel fearful. I find it hard to imagine better times. I cannot seem to control my emotions. I am more anxious than I can ever recall.
There is worse still. I think I have reached that place I never thought I would. Continue reading Lifeslurper’s Tipping Point




