Ever have the feeling that you were loosening yourself? That the fears you feared the most were on the brink of coming true and there was nothing that you can do to stop them?

That's how I felt this weekend. In one swooping moment, I lost it all. I lost my temper, I lost my love, I lost myself.

How did I get this far? I feel like every time I take two steps forward, I'm taking at least three steps back. If only I knew how to take more without loosing so many.

The answer: 1 step at a time.

Seriously. I'm always too busy trying to cut corners to get to my goal quicker but in the end, it's not about the steps you take that matter but the ones you didn't. It's those that come to bite you in the ass later.