Don’t tell me what to do, how to feel, or how to act. Don’t tell me I’m too sensitive, overreacting, or expecting too much. Don’t demand that I look at you or listen to you, and don’t presume to know me. Don’t claim to know how my world works or judge me for my stance.… Continue reading Just don’t…
It’s been awhile since I last wrote, during which time I’ve been busy turning my life on it’s head and shaking out the debris. In my last post, “What Controls You?,” I shared that security was controlling me. In many ways, that post was me journaling where I was at that very moment in time. It was… Continue reading Taking the Leap
Over the past few weeks, I have been taking ownership of my life. I mean, really sinking deep into the root of what still controls me; security. We all know that domestic violence is all about power and control, but what happens when that power and control is directed towards someone that cannot be completely… Continue reading What Controls You?
In in Dec of 1992 my daddy was killed by a drunk driver. I was almost 2 yrs old. In 1994 my mom married the man that I now simply refer to as my abuser. I am not his only victim. Probably not even the first. I became the oldest of 4 kids. 2 sisters,… Continue reading Survivor Wall – E’s Story