Continuing the “dark place emotionally” conversation with husband, considering the changes necessary to continue on my path to peace and self-worth (wow, even to me that reads a little twatish. I find therapy-speak so damned irritating! Moving on). In context, my husband says “no fucking way; we’re going to Cortez that bitch!” I immediately cried out “now THAT is a motivational poster!” Once again, I employed my mediocre Photoshop skills to create a truly motivating poster.
