The one thing I will say is that the first few times I read this, it hurt. Badly. Then the more I read it I understood why - it hurt because it was all true and I didn't want to admit it. I try to be so positive and upbeat that I didn't want to admit to myself that I live in the Land of Not OK. But I do. I just work hard to take extended, meaningful trips to the Land of OK.
So here goes - Dispatches From The Land of Not OK.
Thanks Shasta, for sharing your words.
Sidenote - I still cheer and mourn