Today I had a tantrum. A real-life, yell-down-the-hall-at-a-coworker, shut-my-office-door-and-bawl-my-eyes-out tantrum.
The old Michelle would have been mortified at my behavior. This new girl apologized with a bit of embarrassment, then seemed to shrug it off.
I don't even recognize myself anymore!
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FAITH IN GOD MEANS HAVING FAITH IN HIS TIMING.
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I think sometimes we have to lose our recognition of who we were and find it again when we are ready. Take your time. Love you.
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