redtentwomen posted: " "I hate my life," I cried to my husband. "How can this be my life? How did I get here?"  He, in his kindness, began to make suggestions: "Why don't you go on a trip? Or why don't you go on a drive? Book a massage?"  But inside, there was " Red Tent Living Trusting Myself redtentwomen Dec 15 "I hate my life," I cried to my husband. "How can this be my life? How did I get here?"  He, in his kindness, began to make suggestions: "Why don't you go on a trip? Or why don't you go on a drive? Book a massage?"  But inside, there was an inner knowing. I love trips, but a trip won't heal this. I could drive across the country, and it wouldn't heal this. I could get the best massage from the best masseuse on planet earth, but it would not heal this.  Continue reading Trusting Myself Comment Manage your email settings or unsubscribe. Trouble clicking? Copy and paste this URL into your browser: https://redtentliving.com/2023/12/15/trusting-myself/

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