Give me discipline I write 49 on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel,
Where van Gogh labored in
His depression without Tylenol and Prozac
And a mad psychiatrist trying more drugs give
Him Lithium too make his hands
Tremble
In the name of modern medicine the shrinks are Neanderthal























“It’s a woman’s job to make her man feel safe — a safe place that doesn’t expect him to do brave things just because he’s a man.”
This is a comment by Kat on the post “A Husband’s Job Is To Create Emotional Safety”.