Ok, I’ve skirted around the issue, tried to ignore it, and worked hard to suppress it long enough. I’m tired. I can’t run anymore, I can’t lie to myself, or to God (as if that were possible), or other people for another minute. The truth is, I am mad! Foot stamping, fist clenching, tears streaming, hair pulling MAD! I am. To be totally honest (because that’s what this post is all about) I have been mad for a long time.