I feel like I’m being unravelled and each time I think I’ve gotten to the end, I realize there’s more to be unravelled. I’ve been asking God for the ‘key’ to my freedom – freedom to ‘fly’ and be ‘ME’. And it seems that every time I think I’ve found the key, the door opens to another room that I had not expected and I realize that I still don’t have the key. I am getting the sense that each time I open another door, I get that much closer to actually getting to the heart of the issue. But this is HARD! The past few months have been brutal!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"