The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result.
I’ve spent years trapped in my own insane asylum. I didn’t like it much in there, yet I continued to make choices that kept me stuck inside… and to this day, I couldn’t tell you why. I know I was sick. I know I was broken. I know I was my own worst enemy…but I couldn’t break the cycle.
And if I lose it all… will I find it again?
I find myself back at a point in my life where I’ve been given a second chance to embark on a journey – this time as a much healthier person. I still battle with remnants of lunacy, but by far I know I am much saner than I used to be. I’m taking baby steps – some steps I’ve taken before, but not as the me I am now. Other steps I would never have taken before, but I take them because I must will my feet to take me in a new direction, a new way with limitless possibilities.
And if I lose it all… will I find it again?
I’ve stood on the edge of a mountain overlook and gazed down at the jagged rocks below with that sick feeling in my stomach that if I lean forward one more inch, it’s all over… I’m a vulture’s breakfast.
And if I lose it all… will I find it again?
Do I really want it back?
Sassy Dreams Awake 
I didn’t see this at all when I checked your blog yesterday and on Tuesday. Very good.Vulture’s breakfast. HA!Jump Shae, jump. Your Lord is mighty to save.Run John run, the law demands.But gives us neither feet, nor hands.Far better news the Gospel brings,It bids us fly and gives us wings!