Don't fuck with me...

I had a conversation with a good friend. I told her I was moving back to Texas and my reasons.

I got nailed to the cross.

"India, you are weak. You don't need doctors or medication. You just need to get over it. You are going to be a coward moving back to Texas."

For twenty minutes she bashed me every way till Sunday.

I can take it. I was trained well.

My problem is you can't judge any one if you haven't walked in their shoes. That's the one thing I learned.

People think they know it all.

What they need to do is listen.