I'm fighting that soul-sapping green-eyed monster. It gnaws at my gut, leaving me defensive and defenseless. I become someone I don’t like, yet, unfortunately recognize. I’ve been here before and never enjoyed the visit. I vowed to never return. I try kind words to buy my one-way ticket out. I give more than I should. I smile. I keep my head down and my hands busy. My head hurts. My hands ache. My heart yearns. For what I don’t have. For what I want. I want to win. Win the battle. Defeat the fiend. I will.
Causes Jodi Thompson Supports
Unitarian Universalist Service Committee