I remember when I was a little girl the Avon lady coming to my parents door to try and sell my mother Avon products. As always, my mom would shoo her away. My mom would always tell her that “We don’t have any extra money for that stuff” or “You don’t need that stuff to…
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Sick and tired of being me wish there was someone else I could be Tired of fighting to live tired of abusers I have to forgive My mind can’t think straight not sure if I will make it to the heavenly gate I can’t help but think I am bad and I am just so…
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It wasn’t my birthday or any other special day. We had our first argument last night. He said cruel things that really hurt me. I know he is sorry and didn’t mean the things he said. How did I know? Because he sent me flowers today. I got flowers today. It wasn’t our anniversary or…
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I was a little girl Broken and battered, Never told That I was loved or mattered. I was only a child And was made to do, Things I never Should have had to do. I was a teenager Who was beaten down, Lonely, scared and unsure Of everyone that mattered. I was a teenager Who…
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I had a very emotional, exhausting, and draining weekend. I experienced a shocking, and yet-not-so-shocking, encounter during a meditation session that I tried to accomplish with my ex-abuser/ex-husband. However, through this “unexpected episode” which I will post later, I have found my true calling. I have had an eye opener, an AH-HA moment. I have…
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