Oh spiral paths why do you tempt me so. The problem with this little sortie is that everything else is good. More hours at work FINALLY. Therapy progress is slow but I move steadily along.(well I have been) but going to the gym at three a.m. I mean come on!! My memories haunt me. The voices that told me I was black and disgusting, no good, that I deserved all they could dish out and more. Those voices fill my head. I can hear her screaming loud now. but then I hear ED whisper ever so softly. "I'm here, I'm back, back in action."