Most Of The Time, It's Not The

There Are Places From Which You Cannot Return. There Is Damage That Can Be Irreparable.

I Close My Eyes And I Take A Deep Breath And I Think About My Life And How I Ended Up This Way. I Think About The Ruin, Devastation And Wreckage I Have Caused To Myself And To Others. I Think About Self-hatred And Self-loathing. I Think About How And Why And What Happened And The Thoughts Come Easily, But The Answers Don't.

The Bible Was Written Two Thousand Years Ago. The World Is A Different Place Now. Stories That Had Meaning Then Are Meaningless Now. Beliefs That Might Have Been Valid Then Are Invalid Now. Those Books Should Be Looked At In The Same Way We Look At Anything Of That Age With Interest With An Acknowledgement Of The Historical Importance But They Should Not Be Thought Of As Anything That Has Any Value.

Sometimes Skulls Are Thick. Sometimes Hearts Are Vacant. Sometimes Words Don't Work.

And As Ridiculous As It May Sound, Sometimes All Any Of Us Needs In Life Is For Someone To Hold Our Hand And Walk Next To Us.