Song and Dance


When you’re a little girl, you think your parents can do no wrong. And then you grow up, and you see the flaws, and you start to question. But only so much, because you want to believe that deep down there’s a good person there. -Tandy, “Nashville”

I moved past the “only so much” part 3 years ago…

Now I need to get past the constant song and dance and solidify my positions and rewrite the rhythm to my liking.

Still mentally worn out from some mental warfare. Taking some mindless activity time this weekend. Hoping to reset again this week and get back to the good spot I was carving.

My song for the day:

Author: Alice Funk Farie

Ecclectic Eccentric, Adoptee, Mom of a child with Aspergers Autism, Complex-PTSD from childhood trauma, Daughter of parents with Narcissistic Personality Disorder and Dependant Personality Disorder, Anxiety and Depression Warrior, Empath, Indigo Child, Musician, Educator, Wife of a Sociopathic Addict, Stepmom, Martial Artist, Artist, Philosophizer, Quote Collector, Survivor

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