Five Stages

I’m in denial a man could brag of his assaults yet still rise to power

Angered as hates sharp knife tears at the fabric of our shared humanity

Bargaining with desperate hope our country won’t be sqaundered for personal gain

Depressed in the knowing some men, so insecure, can enjoy stripping away the rights of others

Accepting that the path to healing is often a windy one

Woke up this morning and went on a walk with Fajita and Patrick. It was the next right thing to do. I will sip my coffee and log onto work because of that very same reason. Step after step I will strive to continue to do the next right thing.