My homework for therapy is to write down my fears. But every time I start thinking about what they are, it’s like the balloon of doom is being let out and then I quit. I patch that dang hole right back up with superglue. I know I have to let them loose. But I have a fear of heights and drowning. Imagine that.
Hey There!Welcome to Nut House Central: An intimate inside look at my crazy life. Where squirrels and nuts are always the order of the day. -Kammie S "Mamma Squirrel"
Let ’em go free, Kammie.