This sky, a picture of storms about to break out, is me. Inside there have been struggles so strong, so intense, that even writing has not been possible. It is healing taking place, sometimes an excruciating process. I have not abandoned my friends, my blogs, my writing. There has just been a pause while I learn and remind myself again and again that I am strong, I have survived great pain, and I will be victorious over the cruelties, torture, and control so suffocating they threatened to take my breath, my life.
