How does time stand still but fly by at the same time? You have life changing moments where the world around you freezes, even if just for a moment, and then in the blink of an eye, 2 years - 5 years - 10 years go by.

Both good and bad impact our lives. Each mold us to who we are, who we want to be, who we don't want to be. We have successes; we have failures. We experience being on top of the world and trying to climb out from the dark, gloomy depths of hell.

Our faces say one thing, our hearts say another while our mind races to figure out if anyone can tell. Pushing for happiness and laughter while dribbled with pain as you wander through each day.

Anger, fear, frustration, and anxiety tear you apart. Hope, love, and happiness try to keep it all together like a piece of tape trying to hold a piece of wrapping paper closed with contents too big for its size, like that seam about to pop.

I am woman hear me roar but ignore my painful mutterings and tears. Treat me as if I am no different but hold me like a fragile piece of blown glass ready to shatter in a moment's time.

I am broken and not perfect. Tattered and torn but desperate to keep shape, pulling back at the unraveling thread. Who will win?