I’ll whip you up a dress and shove my foot waaay down my throat all at the same time. I’m gifted like that.

This site exists because therapy is crazy expensive and because God apparently thinks that I am, as my lovely grandmother once described me, built for carrying heavy loads and lots of manual labor.  Grandma was calling me fat.  God is, thankfully,saying I should stop questioning my limits.  I will when He stops testing them.  Might as well be the black sheep everywhere, right?  Maybe God is saying I should stop while I’m ahead…

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