Do It My Way, or Don’t Do It at All

What happens when things don’t according to MY plan…

This essay may be a little messy, a little upside-down, a little imperfect, because I’m finding out that I’m a little messy, and maybe a little imperfect, too?

When you’re a child, and you grow up in a family that’s somewhat dysfunctional, and you don’t know exactly what’s going on––though you know something’s not right–– you try everything you can to fe…