Keep Yourself Safe
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At a minimum, my parents left me with their expressed opinion and demonstrative actions that I had little worth. Disparaging comments and harsh treatment continued well into my adulthood. My family erected the “I hate Aunt Jodie Club” and held meetings around that theme for years. I’m far beyond the days of caring about what…
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The kindest gift I’ve ever given myself was the ability to feel my pain. I wouldn’t have survived my childhood or the agony that my children lived through if I hadn’t allowed myself to grieve the tremendous losses we had incurred. Losses so monumental that only God could restore what was taken. When I hid…
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At a minimum, my parents left me with their expressed opinion that I had little worth. Disparaging comments continued well into my adulthood. My family erected the “I hate Aunt Jodie Club” and held meetings around that theme for years. Why? I don’t stop and spend much time on the why of it much anymore,…
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The holidays are coming, are you prepared? I think about my many blessings in life today and not one of those blessings came from my family of incest. Not one! When I frame it that way, I should be hard pressed to miss them when the holidays arrive, right? It’s complicated. I think I long…