There’s this thing that happens to me when I’m being tested on this life journey of mine or when I’m going through a dark night of the soul kind of season. See, I don’t really cry it’s almost as if I can’t. I laugh. And usually, when it’s uncontrollable laughter involved I mean like real belly aching, something in me is breaking. Welp, I’m on like my 5011th death and rebirth. I’m in the midst of a breakup with my old self yet again, and baby, I can’t make this shit up. What a ride, I tell ya. However, it’s been so freeing to me. 🤸🏾♀️