Well, I'm riding the emotional train today. Things have been so good for a while, then.....
The flashbacks aren't as often, nor are they as powerful, but they are troublesome and disturbing. I hate tonight.
I hate my abuser. I hate ALL abusers. I so wish that I could personally send them all to Hell!
I can't. I won't. I'm better than them. But I imagine if even ONE of my nieces, nephews, or any of my family told me they were abused... The b******s better give their souls to God, because their @$$es would belong to me.
I wish. I wish.
Leo, Brownie, David....all of you. Your stories tear at my heart as much as my own. And your survival inspires me still.
Pollyanna, Marc's Friend, so many others. Your understanding and support mean the world to me. God bless you all.
That goes for all who travel here. God bless you all.
Enough said. Even in my anger and hurt, my heart is full, and a part of me is content.
Peace and love, brothers and sisters. Sleep better than I can tonight.... :rolleyes:
There are reasons I'm taking medication. They're called "other people." - Me, displaying my anti-social tendancies