Posts tagged self worth
The Power Beyond Grief
The Gift In Self(ish)Care
The NON Father's Day
The Social Game Of Operator
The (UN)Mothers Of This Day
The Emotional Truth About Adoptees Grief & Invisible Loss
The Health Of Our Emotions
The Archetype Of A Queen/King Bee
The Unhealthy Patterns Of Behavior
The Relentless Loop Of Fear
National Adoption Awareness Month ~ Behind Closed Doors
November Is Adoption Awareness Month ~ My Biological Father Jack & The Gift In The Wake Of His Death
November Is National Adoption Month ~ The Secret Gift From My Biological Mother
November Is Adoption Month ~ The Problem With The Adoption Label
The Harmful Effects Caused From The Opinions Of Others.

My first real informative memory of opinion outside my home life was my being held back in 1st grade & the humiliation is suffered with the same first grade teacher & on the playground with my peers.  I was teased, made fun of & called a lot of hurtful names for being stupid, retreating me to a place of make believe & isolation.  They must have been true if my entire educational system believed this of me, handicapping my entire school experience from there on out.  You would never know this now by meeting me today, what I had suffered from as a child.

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The Virus Of Hate

It saddens me deeply that this human infectious disease & infestation of HATRED is overpopulating this world more than any other virus on this planet.  The numbers of this man made pathogen are frightening me more than any of the numbers associated with Mother Natures illnesses.  If nature can have a cure for everything it produces, why  aren't we as humans desperately trying to find the cure or remedy within our own twisted fucked up ways & eradicate what is ultimately killing all of us again & again over time.

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The Human Spirit Is The Most Remarkable Warrior

I have suffered many forms of this abuse throughout my life, causing me to question the lack of love & self worth I once had.  In some unconscious capacity, I believed I deserved to be treated in this destructive manner, being adopted, feeling so unlovable & not being able to actually see the marks of abuse upon my skin but rather feel them in the deepest places of my psyche.  My earliest form of love came at the hands of my adopted narcissistic mother, so knowing any differently was never my option, till much later in life when I met my now husband.

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