Today I took a big step in regaining control of my mind. There was a period in my life when I had full control of it at all times, except that brief period during the ‘70s (when it was self-inflicted) and then the long blur after babies three and four that ended up lasting about five years. But other than that, I’ve always felt that I had pretty good control over my mind – until recently, that is.
Somewhere between 1990 after the birth of my third child and celebrating my 48th birthday this year, I lost the ability to control the “crazy voice in my head.” Continue reading
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