Well spoken. I take to twitter to hit and run and post news the under 35s might nto get.
I’m done being a concern troll, it’s exhausting. I’m not a REAL one, just a supreme worrier.
It gets you nowhere.
It’s been a while since I’ve had much faith in anything or anyone on this planet besides a few, but it’s time to turn to God and ask him to help Trump and us.
You're like me. I always forecast the worst thinking that will somehow diminish my disappointment should the worst happen. Of course, it never does. And when the worst doesn't happen, I wasted all that angst.
Had a friend who wrote goodbye letters to her family every time she boarded a plane, one of us. But I haven't found the fix for proactive worrying so I guess I'll barrel through. :-)