For All The Disbelievers...
That’s me in the photo. But, I wasn’t always the picture of serenity. Far from it, actually. My story began as a typical teenager with a lot of angst and rebellion. By my twenties, intense emotions morphed into anger and rage. Sometimes my hot temper was unleashed on those I loved with verbal lacerations. Other times, I turned the wrath on myself. I can recall a time, as a 20-something, I absentmindedly left my wallet in a grocery store shopping cart and drove off. Hours lat