The Good Stuff

Blood may connect us biologically, but it doesn’t give anyone the right to hurt me, erase me, or hold my childhood over my head forever.

My mother changed everything about herself her voice, her values, her hobbies, her very essence...to match whatever man was around at the time. & there were 𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐄 … in and out of my life quicker than I could even learn their names.

In the chaos of healing, there might be moments when you need to be reckless. Not to say you are being irresponsible or harmful but just allowing yourself to break free from the constraints that have held you back.

Sometimes just when we think we’ve healed. The past comes back rearing its ugly head and all of a sudden you realize just how much healing you have left to do. I have spent countless years trying to prove to myself that I am capable of handling all of the things that I went through as a child head on, with my head high, and not a fear in the world. I have convinced myself that I have turned my fear into power, and that with that power I have the ability to speak up for both m

When I got married, I had this preconceived notion that I would find that in my husband. That trust and safety now was his job, and I should have those things in him.