I admit it.

I can get absolutely bottom of the pit down in the dumps melacholy blue from time to time.  It's a feeling I know well in a been there, done that one too many times kind of way.  And so I do the only thing I know how to do.  Pull in, pull back, buckle down, take a deep breath and fight my way through until I can see some sign of daylight through the darkness.

But I've got a gift for climbing mountains and a heart that never gives up even when it breaks.

I am enough if not for anyone else than at least always for me.