My strength is real, very valid. I'm a rock.
Ok that's out of the way.
I'm still human. I seem to do a lot of writing and venting about this. Just me proving that I have feelings and that I can be hurt. Some throw insanity my way knowing I can handle some of it but there's a time when your spirit needs comforting, a kind word, a hug.
I think I'm now at the point of making a plea, raising my expectations.
I'm moving into 2010 focused on Rhonda. I first need to give myself the proper attention and love. I can't give anything to anyone at this point.
I'm not only fragile cargo...but precious.