It’s about power.
After all the years, all the games, the heartaches, the hope, the praying and the fretting for all that mattered in my life: my mom, my dad, my brother, aunts and uncles and even my cat(s), I’ve come to realize it was always about power.
Having it, not having it.
What am I talking about?
I’m talking about what leads to mental health issues. At least what leads to most of mine.