The Sins of Our Holy Mother
Forgive me, children,
in my stained-glassed pride
I tried to hold us all together,
masking a disfigurement of peace—
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Forgive me, children,
in my stained-glassed pride
I tried to hold us all together,
masking a disfigurement of peace—
You reach your wits’ end and your current way of being isn’t working for the life you want, so you decide to make a real change. You have built enough awareness to discover a pattern of self-sabotage you’ve been repeating throughout your life.