I knew I couldn't doitanymore, and I'vejustgoneaheadanddoneitanyway.
Youknow, I bitchandmoanallthewaytodoingwhat I D'oh.
Uh, I wasbroke.
I hadnomoney, mycancervitaminsthat I decidedtotakecostmorethanmyhusbandwasearning a week.
Um, wayjustweredestitute.
Andsothatwasanotherreason I thought I woulddie.
I foundthateverythingappears.
It's veryflakysounding, butinfactit's true, and I'verunmylifethatwayforsevenyears.
Everything I needisalwaysavailableforme, includinggutsandcourage, money, love.
Thething I hadtolearnwastobe a littlemoreflexibletodaretotrustthatsomethingwouldbetherewhen I neededitandtostophavingithavetobe a certainthingtoeopenuptothefactthatitmightbesomethingtotallydifferentthanwhat I wasexpecting.
Butallmyneedsaremet, and I'veneverhadmuchmoney I madeitthrough.