Strange title – I know. But stay with me on this. I want you to to draw a tree, right now if you can and before reading further. Just a single tree however you want to draw it, doesn’t have to be perfect. Once you are done, continue on with this post. When I was … More Draw A Tree & See Who You Are
My dearest Sarah, you have been to hell and back. You have fought your way through the mud and the muck, wrapped yourself up tightly through a raging rivers of tears, got knocked off mountains only to jump right back on, and when you found yourself on the jagged, narrow edge, looking down as the dust of death reached up … More A Letter To Myself
This has been a big week for me, writing my “unsent” letters to the family members who have hurt me. It’s amazing how you start out writing, unsure of what you will say, and then the ink hits the paper (so to speak) and the words just seem to flow, not only the words but … More Checking In With My Feelings
This is the most difficult of the unsent letters I am writing as I let go of the past and take steps forward. I’m not sure if the words will really even come. Mom, I miss you. I miss you more than I am willing to admit. The problem is – I miss the mother … More A Heart-Wrenching Letter To My Mom
How does one define oneself? “Who am I?” is not a simple question. Am I the little girl in my memory, the one damaged by human hands, forced to grow up too soon? Am I the lonely and insecure teen, just wanting to be accepted, only to be teased and shunned? Am I the hopeful … More A Poem – “The Definition of Me”
As I awake from my peaceful slumber, my eyes open to the first rays of the rising sun. They pass through the bay window, sparkling brightly, as if to say – “Good Morning”. My ears hear the delightful sounds of nature greeting the new day. The birds chirp in melodious song, as the morning breeze … More A Poem – “Comes The Dawn”
First and foremost, I want to say that I forgive you both. I never thought I would be able to do that but here I am. I should state that I do not forgive your actions but rather whatever it is inside of you that made you capable of inflicting intentional harm on someone you love. You … More An Honest Letter To My Sisters
(Severe Trigger Warning) Do you know me? Do you know me at all? The twelve years between our ages would be enough to not really know each other – you were married and out of the house by the time I was 8 or so. But there is another reason I don’t think you know me … More An Unsent Letter To My Brother
The holidays are quickly coming upon us. I have found that with an estranged family, the holidays are the worst time of year. This year will be a little different, a little better, since the wedding and since my steps towards healing. The problem is that holidays are all about family. Yes, I have my … More Estrangement & The Holidays
As I move forward with this blog, I want to share some of the poetry I have written that is not related to emotional pain. I hope you enjoy! “Release” I am weighted under the sensual fire that radiates from your soft fingertips. You stir within me a raging passion, a deep, unbridled desire. When … More A Poem – “Release”
Life After Breaking the Cycle of Violence
Diary entries following my theraputic journey to healing from childhood trauma, a narcissistic mother and an insecure attachment. My blogs are heartfelt, sometimes I am happy, sometimes I am extremelly sad - but my blogs are always very real.
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A Healing Journey - Adult Survivor of Childhood Sexual Abuse
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In love with an echo, from another time, another place.
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Home Is Where The Heart Is || My Heart Is Wherever You Are
I try to write from time to time
What happens when a million thoughts have to share a single heart?
Poets bleed from the heart and soul
Psalm 147:3 "He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds"
"Don't be ashamed of your story it will inspire others!"
My brokenness has led me to utter despair; desiring death even. But in this completely broken state I found the One that cherishes me more than any other.
Stories sharing where my footsteps have taken me
Learning to live after the effects from having half my life stolen through Sexual abuse
"whenever we begin to feel as if we no longer go on, hope whispers in our ear to remind us that we are strong."
Can You Manage It???
Sometimes I feel like I am just WINGING IT, but then I remember... I can do this, by GRACE.
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The ups and downs of life
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Never Overcome or Trampled Live & Laugh Inconsistently, Constantly, Kindly, Expressively, and Devotedly
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Grab a Blanket, But Don't Get Too Cozy...
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The Poetry of My Life through My Writings and Journeys
