I was walking down a pretty country road and stepped on a land mine. It was hidden under a rosebush. It had the most beautiful fragrant flowers. I reached out to touch it and that was it. My feelings of self-worth and stability were once again blown apart. My ladder of life was not made of steel like I thought. It was made of sugar and melted in the rain. I ask that you pray for me. I need the intercession of St. Bernadette, St. Dymphna, and the Blessed Virgin. I cannot make it on my own. My heart is once again torn to pieces. Quite frankly, I am tired of putting it back together. I will not offer it again. I'm done
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