ah dear moi et al...

I know anger. It creeps up along with stress and lack of sleep.


MANY years ago, while I waiting for a doctors appointment, on the table beside me, I found a book to read.
I believe it dropped out of the sky and it was meant for me to find.
I knew the book had an owner as it was out of place - there are only magazines in my doctors office.
I started to read the book and knew that it was left there for me.

I kept that book.
No guilt - as I belive it was meant for me.

The book is called "The Dance of Anger".

Last week, before I wrote about my depression here in SOS, I pulled that book out and began to read it again. I only needed a few pages to be reminded that I had returned to a very unhealthy place.

And then again realized, I can only change MOI... I mean ME (parlez vous francais)

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