April 30, 2012

Out of the woods

I've been wandering in the woods for several months now. Every time I see a clearing, a place where I can see the sun, I am drawn back in. It all began with a diagnosis. And then another and then another and soon I began to wonder if these diseases defined me. If there was no longer a Sookton just a Sickton. Why was all this happening to me? Hadn't I been a good person?…
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