We had a long overdue heart to heart. The Giver and I. It boiled down – as it usually does – to trust. You see my Creator and I had not been seeing eye to eye. But I had finally come to the point of acknowledging: What you are uncovering in me is worth discovering. What … Continue reading When I doubt the Giver
Self confidence is one of the casualties of an abusive relationship. You begin to doubt your own perception of things. Manipulators will make you feel like up is down and down is up and pretty soon you lose your bearings. It can be scary to lose your sense of judgment. What if I am crazy? … Continue reading Truth = Only Everything
I hated her. I would put her down everyday, every chance I got. I told her she was ugly, her hair was stupid, her legs were wierdly skinny, her teeth were too big, her face was lopsided. I held nothing back. I hated her for being shy. She would blush, question herself a hundred times … Continue reading The enemy in the mirror
Owning your life sounds like something everyone innately does – but you would be surprised by how many people actually never get to this point. To truly take ownership of one’s life means that you stop making excuses. When you complain the only thing you are really saying is that you are not in control … Continue reading I’m not yours, I’m MINE
We may have given it away in fear, or because of threats or tantrums or other manipulation – but the bottom line is we GAVE it away. Our time. Anyone who has been in an abusive relationship always beats themselves up over all the wasted time spent trying to fix/heal/win over this person. And I … Continue reading Baby-steps for showing up for yourself – stop gift wrapping your time for others!
When I was younger I wanted to be a boy. I know that many would launch into a big psychological dissection of what that means, but let me quickly explain that it wasn’t because I was attracted to girls or was questioning my sexuality. What I wanted was the “perks” of being a boy. See, … Continue reading Your inner bada**
What is beauty and how does the human soul recognize it? And why are we naturally drawn to it? Is it true that beauty is subjective or is there also a universal standard, a beauty that is recognized in every country and by every human…or at least all those who can still see beauty? Does … Continue reading The whistling frog
The moment I publish something and then wait to see if anyone liked it, I am missing the point. I write because I love to write. I lose myself in it. I stay up way too late, typing and typing and searching for the right word in the right sentence to convey what I am … Continue reading It’s not about the likes
Love is not seeing how much s*** you can put up with from another human being. We think that if we continually turn the other cheek, look the other way, forgive and allow it to happen again that we are somehow being loving. But here’s the thing: we’re allowing them to get away with bad … Continue reading This isn’t love
She was the latest and greatest: Rub-A-Dub dolly, the baby doll you could bathe in the bathtub. You could even wash her hair. I loved her with all the fervent devotion of a four-year old and I would lovingly comb her wet, messy “doo” with my little fingers after every bath. However the eyes of … Continue reading The dragon and the dolly
