What a terrible space to live in being Gaslighted from the person you believe in... It starts off being innocent but the person becomes more diligent...I know what I see, I know what I heard but the look on their faces reflect absurd...Beginning to build up emotional...
32 years ago, I wrote this poem… Giving this crib to friends for their coming baby had been the very first step to acknowledge the fact that my husband and I would never have a baby together. I had begun to be depressed, and to drink to endure the loss of my illusions...
Humility is teachability’, an open mind to the truth. It’s a word that, if practiced, you will discover you. In my feeble hands, God placed the word humility. He said, “This word will help guide and strengthening you.” My daughter, I hope you...
He donated his sperm to my existence. He married my mother. He provided shelter and food. He was never my dad. He paid for most of my college education. He beat me and my mother. He beat his own mother. He was never my dad. He...
DRAMA Raised in a drama-filled home, I inherit the taste for drama...My drama would present itself as a victim; All I would need is a participant that would love to travel the same road…And we would make a right turn on the street called Victim.On...
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