Unwritten: Independence Day

IIt seems painfully obvious to me now that the only way out was through... 

If had known then what I know now, I would not have wasted so much precious tiine searching for the source of my profound 

sadness. 

I can no longer allow myself to be drawn into this circle madness.

I have spent far too long asking myself, how did I get here? 

I think it is time to reframe the question. Rather than ask myself how I got here, I need to ask myself, how do I get out?

Elyssa D. Durant, Ed.M. © 2009