Gianna Jessen · @giannajessen
27th Jul 2012 from Twitlonger
that took every ounce of my will. i am trying to write this in such a way, that i don't sound whiny or overly dramatic. i am on the verge of massive, impossible things coming about in my life. i. know. it. and i feel the wind from every direction at times. so much resistance. SO MUCH RESISTANCE. and today i wanted to just cry. and i do that when i need to. well, no. that's not what i want to say. today, i felt like giving up. ( i am speaking far beyond the pro-life movement here). i am tired of the fight, of needing hope, getting hope, running low, getting more. waiting. a desert of endless waiting. and i often feel like a soldier. but i am a woman. so, i came home, faced with the same disciplines: stair master, vocal workouts, italian lessons.
and it took everything in me. but i got on that stair master for one reason and one reason alone: to defy hell. to defy all the mockery of hell.