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It was as if Rainie Howard was speaking directly to me (directed by God of course). You know how it is when you just need a "word" from Heaven? To everyone reading my review, I have to let you know, prior to kowing anything about Rainie Howard or her books, I prayed for every page of this book and probably the others too. "When the student is ready, the teacher appears." My soul just opened up. Therefore, I went back a couple of times to the previous chapters. I read slow and steady in order to "taste" every word written. However this time was different.very different. Usually I speed read because I read many many things at once. You have to understand, there is no way to pretend I didn't read this phenomenal book when every part of what I'll say or do from now is due to how much I have processessed, relearned, and committed to while reading it. I will be referencing it in my other blog ( Today's Lady Chaplain) and possibly in my upcoming book, The Reflection of Neediness. You Are Enough is so good, five stars good. 'Cause yes ma'am and yes sir, You Are Enough is that good! Side bar: Addicted to Pain, is probably the next one I'll complete. Out of the three books I received, I started reading two while also reading a couple other books by other authors, only to realize I devoured You Are Enough in one sitting. I can't even remember how I stumbled upon Mrs. I was so excited to finally receive my bundle of books in the mail today!īeing an author myself, I love exploring new writers or writers that are new to me. You Are Enough takes readers on an incredible journey of self-understanding to explore the root causes of negative emotions that are projecting themselves into their outside relationships. "Examines the connection between inner emotional struggle and negative relationships. How can I try to instill the quality of life into my children when all I have been exposed to is this? I'm constantly torturing myself and haunted by the creativity that flows through me. Living the life where poverty and violence is the normal. I'm feeling like thirty years on this earth has come crashing down on me like a ton of bricks Heartbreak after heartbreak, tears upon tears, failure after failure. Pinching pennies scratching and crawling trying to take care of my four children alone.
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How did I get to this point in my life? How did I become exactly what I set out not to be? A statistic! I was just another stereotypical young black single mother, from the hood living in poverty. My screams are getting louder and louder. I'm feeling like these four walls are caving in on me. God why me? Sitting in a puddle of my own tears balled up in a fetal position.