Photos don't even begin to do this place justice - especially my photos.
A fountain and a friend. :-)
The gift shop is nice. LOL
This is so cute.
In further rebellion, I went down the road to the park on Portersville Bay and sat for awhile.
While taking the pics, my muscles announced their impending meltdown, so I stopped immediately and made the 5 minute drive home, where effervescent potassium and my bed awaited.
Life has been turbulent for a long time, but it's not something I'll ever get used to. All I can do is propel myself through the day as I am able, or surrender as needed (because that's ok too, sometimes). After everything I've been through, learning to be kind to myself has proven to be a challenge, but I'm giving it my best effort. I can't help but wish I had understood 20 years ago what I do today; I would have avoided some trauma, without a doubt. I know I still have plenty to figure out about me, but who doesn't? After all, we are all a constant work in progress, right?
One of my 2018 goals is to tackle my stress and PTSD, not only for the sake of my mental and emotional health, but physical as well. HKPP and stress are sworn enemies, and I have to do whatever I can to kick my escape response to the curb. Not just for myself, but for those I allow into my strange, silly, broken, passionate, intense, unpredictable world. I think most people don't really know what to do with someone like me who has both fire and ice in their soul, but I will always appreciate those who try.
I'll keep trying, too. I'll never stop wanting to be a better person.