From the Floor

The trouble with riding high is the falling low.

Still feeling my oats from my week in DC, I rocked a family birthday party Friday night. I engaged like a real human being, ate like normal folk and checked my awkwardness at the front door. I actually enjoyed a social situation. Wow!

But then…

A cruel, heartless comment from someone I love, cut me off at the knees.

I didn’t deserve that.

I didn’t.

But it’s hard to defend yourself when your laying on the floor.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe

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