Journey
It had been a very long, very dark valley that she had travelled through. Sometimes the path was smooth, sometimes narrow, often steep. Littered with all manner of obstacles from loose pebbles and sharp rocks to gargantuan boulders with slippery sides. And the branches that slapped against her always seemed wet. From time to time she was required to climb over massive obstructions or leap down into unknown darkness. Each step or leap required some form of confrontation either of her previous self or of her current self. There were times when she had to allow her future self to push her gently from her comfortable ledge. The valley had been lined with pictures and photos. Some were pleasant and helped to keep her going forwards, some threw guilt in her face, others projected hatred. Worse than these, were the mirrors. A few of the mirrors were smoky and not clear requiring her to peer, squinting her eyes, to see the reflection. Some of the mirrors w