I slowly and methodically pushed the “post” button, uploading a raw photo of myself that I captioned “just me.” Afterwards, I sat there and stared at the ocean as it slowly washed onto shore in the fading sunlight. I had done it. I had shown the world what my soul really looked like. I was… Continue reading Just me
If you have read my story, you know that I have been on a journey for the past several years. This journey took me far away from the person I was. So far away, in fact, that I didn’t recognize the person in the mirror. She looked the same on the outside, but if I… Continue reading This is not the end of me, this is the beginning
Your past is just a story. Once you realize this, it has no power over you. Much of this journey has required looking back on and, at points, reliving experiences in my life that were, perhaps, best left forgotten. I won’t lie, this has been very difficult at times. Overall, however, it has been a… Continue reading Reliving the past
I really hope that the reading raises people’s consciousness of domestic abuse and sexual assaults on women. ~Allison Funk~ When something is brought to my attention multiple times in a few days, I tend to pay attention. Just recently I have heard domestic violence/abuse referred to in two ways that I would have never expected;… Continue reading Why the Struggle?
Be who you are and say what you mean, because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind. Dr. Seuss From the day I walked out the door, leaving my marriage behind, I have found that the experience still has a strong hold on my life and my perceptions. As time goes… Continue reading Fighting for a Better Me
Many people are born nurturers. From the time I was little, I wanted to take care of, and teach, things; baby dolls, stuffed animals, my little brother, and , later on, other people’s children. As I got older, that concept of “taking care of” grew to something much more. I felt the need to protect… Continue reading The Nurturer
Happiness can be found! That is the good news in all of this. But you have to want it bad enough to realize the situation you are in.
The days will turn into months and the months into years. The longer you subject yourself to an abusive relationship, the longer it seems it takes to recover. Now, I’m sure this may receive some push-back, but I’m going to say it anyway. I use the word “subject” because you can always leave. I didn’t… Continue reading The days, months, and years…
Why does fear count? Because, if we allow it, it controls the decisions we make. It is important to comprehend it. Unlike personality traits that we are born with, becoming a fearful person, due to abuse, is a learned trait that penetrates deep into your being.
In order to know where the ideas I share are coming from, and where I hope to take them, I think it is important to understand my personality. Not because it matters who I am, but because I believe that the type of person I am may have some bearing on how I got to… Continue reading Personalities Matter