Just this week I started the Happy Gut 28 day Cleanse (day 6)
Keep reading to find my #1 tip to stay on track
For over two years now I’ve been having this one specific feeling from time to time. Typically, this emotion erupts while I’m in the kitchen doing mundane chores. I’m reminded when hearing a garage door, opening the dish washer, and most recently while cooking pancakes for dinner.
I left my abuser. Something I never thought that I could actually do. The emotional entanglement and years of mental torture kept me prisoner. Over time the physical abuse became expected. All while telling myself, this is the last time that I will stay. …
While lying in bed early Tuesday morning I awoke to the sound of my phone ringing. My first instinct was to cover my face with the blanket and ignore the phone call. Realizing that it was still dark outside I became alarmed and immediately knew that something was wrong. The gut feeling I had was unfortunately correct and the family pet, named Pickle, had passed away. Back tracking just a minute for you, I am divorced. The family dogs I have not been allowed to see in over two years. The past years finding solace in the fact that when my children visit the old family residence they would have their puppies. That didn’t stop myself from grieving for the puppies that I brought home from the breeder and cared for everyday. Losing Pickle now twice and the sadness I feel for losing this dog is tied directly to my late son….
When we are born into a family, for most, we are raised to respect and love everyone unconditionally. Scary, placing such a huge expectation on a new and fragile mind-think about it. No one is perfect, but in this world there are rapist, killers, narcissists, sociopaths and sexual predators….
Instead of just wishing people would be more transparent and honest, I choose to live that way. Disclosing my triumphs and tragedies in hopes to create a ripple effect of healthy candidness. With that said, a lot has changed in my life the past couple of years. I feel it is well overdue in disclosing some huge changes in my life.
I am divorced. Happily divorced….
You still look at me like you own me, but you never will, not again. You don’t look at me like this when they’re looking, but you are no longer in my head. You may think that I do not see through your silly games, but in the end your solo playing solitaire, have fun my never friend….
I remember trying to walk out of the bedroom of my boyfriends parents home. The little lies he spewed started building up and I had a breaking moment. As quickly as I began to express my concerns about the lies, almost instantaneously we began to argue. I was about to put an end to the lies, or so I thought. Quickly, I stood up and imagined my self leaving that room, proceeding to the door. While reaching for the door knob I became abruptly paralyzed by the crashing sound next to me….