My life has been filled with people suffering from addiction, mental illness, and depression. I grew up with disappointments, too many to count.

When I was young, I lived with the idea I had 2 Dad's and 2 Mom's. One being nurturing, supportive, and fun. The other being unpredictable, absent, and sometimes abusive.

Although I have never suffered from addiction I live with my own demons. People closest to me understand "my ways." The anxiety and compulsive disorder I struggle with.

Would I have been different in a more stable environment?

Call it enabling or codependency, I wouldn't want to be anyone else but who I am. The life I've lead has been a journey of forgiving, understanding, and acceptance.

I can not  judge.

The Rocky Path

Go along your rocky path.

As you take the steps further away,

Into your darkness ,

I know you will run back to me with open arms.

I will understand, I will accept you.

Because you are in there.

Fighting your demons, fighting your tears.

Regrets, sadness, anger.

Again, the rocky path will call you.

Taking the journey into your personal darkness,

Be strong, you are loved.

~Nursey~