I ran into a girl the other day with scars on her arms. My heart dropped. I know what that feels like to have no hope. To take the pain that you are feeling out on yourself. To sit in the bathroom with the door locked and just sit on the floor rocking back and forth. When we have been through unexplainable trauma that is … Continue reading I See the Scars
This is in honor for my friend going through a rough time. Stand strong my sister – you can do this. You are worth so much more. Continue reading 12 Steps to Keeping Your Sanity When You Are Sleeping With the Enemy
“They lie, cheat, steal, and kill to get their way. For them, it is a practical matter.” How I wish someone had taught me these things before I started dating for the first time. Life was always a game with men like this and they would do anything to win. Lesson learned. Continue reading Characteristics of psychopaths | The Tyranny of Psychopaths
Spring Training. All the baseball teams gearing up for the game. Getting ready, letting go of what doesn’t work and training for the new season. I am in a period of transition. A period of spring training. I have had to acknowledge a few weaknesses and change my thoughts and attitudes to learn new habits. I am learning to build my strength both physically, emotionally, … Continue reading Spring Training #1-Exercising Our Faith-Honor Our Bodies
October is Domestic Violence Awareness Month. I have not posted on this subject yet this month, but today I want to share a few entries from my journal. Someone you know is most likely affected by Domestic Violence. Last I heard DV affects 1/3 women and 1/6 men in the United States. And I am sure these numbers go up in other places. I have … Continue reading Journal Entries from a Former Domestic Violence Victim
Here is a song/poem I wrote about my life lately. Yes, we went to court – again. And no – deadbeat dad is still not paying child support. I know I am not the only one here who deals with this. And yes, God is good and He has made up for all things. But I have to admit, it get’s frustrating. The ex went … Continue reading In His Glass
Love is messy. It’s not for the faint at heart that’s for sure. And it’s not for the fault finders either. We are all still human and how we respond to someone’s mistake or weakness shows others how soft or how hard our heart is. As a parent I am still learning and growing. I make mistakes. And so do my kids. But I am … Continue reading Love is Messy-deliverance from self-hatred
This song came to me for a contest last year. It is a collaboration between a few musicians on Broadjam. Sometimes I use my gift of music to bring awareness to a situation that needs to be changed. This song talks about the secrets we carry around – like skeletons. 1 in 4 women are affected by domestic violence. Although she may not say it. … Continue reading Stop Carrying Secrets-Amethyst Shards
Jezebels are Androgynous Narcissits – being both male or female – hermaphroditic. This same spirit could live in a man just as much as it could live in a woman. It is not about being male or female. So ignore the “he” or “she” gender in the images below. The Psychological Community calls them Narcissists. The Church Community calls them a Jezebel. But … Continue reading Jezebels Are Androgynous Narcissists
I told myself this would never happen again. After getting out of the last abusive relationship, I vowed to myself that I would never let someone treat me like that ever again. And yet, not knowing how sick I was – the next relationship was more abusive than the last. The stakes were higher, the abuse was deeper, and let’s just say there are a … Continue reading I Told Myself This Would Never Happen Again
I thought I was done when the divorce was over. I thought that would be my ending and I would never have to see the Abuser again. Yeah right. Not if you have children together. The story isn’t over when the Judge says “I grant the Judgement of Divorce.” Yeah, that’s what they call it – a Judgement. Very strange. And you have to bring … Continue reading A Messy Divorce with the Abuser
Not my circus, not my monkeys. What do I mean by that? I don’t have to play. I don’t have to answer. I don’t have to pay the admission to join another person’s craziness. I am not the Savior. It is not my job to fix them. Now that is freedom! If you are living in the crazy room, I invite you to take a … Continue reading Not my Circus, Not My Monkeys
