As time passed, I folded myself up and put “me” away piece by piece like the laundry. His cruelty only worsened. I developed nervous ticks, literally picking away at myself as if I could remove whatever was wrong with me. My body knew I wasn’t safe even when I didn’t understand why. I just kept trying—with less and less of me to get in his way.
Read MoreIt feels like you are heading into a train wreck with no brakes.
Does that sound familiar? Does that sound like…you?
Read MorePlease stay with me in the blog as I share some of the more personal steps that moved me to write it. I understand that my faith may be not be yours and I respect that. This is not about religion. It is about something that taps into our spirituality of meaning and purpose. It is about the vows we make and the vow we may yet need to make.
Read MoreFirst of all, are you sitting down? If not, find a patch of grass or a chair. Because we might be going about this all wrong when we work so hard to stand up for ourselves.
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