This ride is crazy. It’s the “emo-coaster”, the roller coaster of emotions, and believe me I’ve felt some I never knew existed. My ride is due to my divorce, but anyone can be on this ride for any number of reasons. It takes a toll, but it’s worth it and it’s necessary to get to the end. I ride it over, and over, and over, sometimes backwards or upside down…but I do it. The first surprise is a shocking, death-defying drop straight down; it takes my breath away and leaves my heart in my throat. The track levels off for a moment then it’s a slow
click, click, click, click, click
up an incline, but oops, down again just as I thought I was making progress…it’s alright, I’ll just stay securely belted in…I might even raise my arms and whoop it up on the loop-de-loop…it’s okay to close my eyes and scream sometimes…and when I catch my breath again, I see that I’m still alive and stronger. I want to keep riding until it’s fun and happy again.