I'm holding you from a distance. I know you're tired of fighting... tired of feeling a bit better just to fall down again. That's the thing Mandy... your eyes are covered by life's dirty filter making it so hard for you to see how your struggle has payed of so many times... how you walk forwards in progress all the time even though it might feel like you're walking backwards. You take two steps forward and then when it's really rough maybe one step back... but you're still in progress... wandering on the path of recovery... you will never go back to square one. Two steps forwards and one step back... is one step won.
I'm walking beside you, dear friend of mine. You're always there to lift me up when I fall into the pit... I'm here for you too.

(((((((((( Mandy & all )))))))))))

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