As I walked with my daughter this afternoon.
I asked her to speak when she finds the time to do so after…are finished.
She needs to describe the situation at home.
And I am going back to Freedom Program next week, I need to.
I seem resilient, strong, driven…but under all that wall of toughness hides despair.
You know what? I read posts on this forum, I read and read and read and it makes me feel so sad to see what goes on in the world…those men, God knows I hate them all…