For most of my life, I believed that my father had broken many of my bones. They were emotional and psychological bones; things no one could see, things that caused me to limp through life clutching for and holding on… — Iyanla Vanzant Copy Share Image
I wait for the postman to bring me a letter And I wait for the good Lord to make me feel better And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders A family in crisis that only grows… — Lindsay Lohan Copy Share Image
