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 […]
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12 Steps to Keeping Your Sanity When You Are Sleeping With the Enemy
This is in honor for my friend going through a rough time. Stand strong my sister – you can do this. You are worth so […]
Continue readingCharacteristics of psychopaths | The Tyranny of Psychopaths
“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 […]
Continue readingSpring Training #1-Exercising Our Faith-Honor Our Bodies
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. […]
Continue readingJournal Entries from a Former Domestic Violence Victim
October is Domestic Violence Awareness Month. Â I have not posted on this subject yet this month, but today I want to share a few entries […]
Continue readingIn His Glass
Here is a song/poem I wrote about my life lately. Yes, we went to court – again. And no – deadbeat dad is still not […]
Continue readingLove is Messy-deliverance from self-hatred
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 […]
Continue readingStop Carrying Secrets-Amethyst Shards
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 […]
Continue readingJezebels Are Androgynous Narcissists
Jezebels are Androgynous Narcissits – being both male or female – hermaphroditic. Â This same spirit could live in a man just as much as it […]
Continue readingI Told Myself This Would Never Happen Again
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 […]
Continue readingA Messy Divorce with the Abuser
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 […]
Continue readingNot my Circus, Not My Monkeys
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 […]
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