Browsing tag: Lessons

Because No One Ever Told Me


The first time I found myself standing in a courtroom was when I was 18 years old.  Several months earlier I had broken up with a guy that I had been dating for two years. The break up was bad; so bad in fact that the next morning when the police showed up at my

Just Show Up


**Forgive me for the quality of some of these photo’s, I took a lot of them on a disposable camera and since I don’t have a scanner, I literally took a picture of a picture and posted them here.** When I was 15 (16?) my parents sent me on a work camp trip over the

Get Your Own Damn Life


My friend looked at me, eyes wide open, unsure if she should applaud my creativity or call social services on me. “Well, what was I going to do?” I said. “I’d rather have her scared than dead.” I was referring to the fact that after several gun related incidents with a few of my daughters

I’m Not What You Were Expecting


It’s Domestic Violence Awareness Month!!! Let’s pretend for a minute that you guys don’t know me and allow me to take a minute to introduce myself: **************************************************************** I already know what you are thinking, “I don’t need to hear anymore about domestic violence because I already know what it is!!”  Trust me, you don’t. Do

To The Woman Who Isn’t Yet Free


To the woman who isn’t yet free, You are someone. I don’t care what he tells you or what he tries to make you believe, you are someone. You aren’t a failure. You aren’t worthless, stupid, a burden, or anything else that he tries to make you believe. You are amazing and he knows it.

Back When I Was A Cutter…..


Look at me, I’m finally getting around to answering more of the questions you guys posed when I said you could ask me anything you wanted in the comments section of the post “Here’s Your Chance!”  I’m going to tackle two questions with one answer today, because I’m savvy like that. I’m also nerdy and

Meet Thirteen Year Old Eden


A couple of weeks ago I was going through the small bin that I keep in the back of my crawlspace filled with mementos from my childhood. I was sort of mulling over the few things that I had kept, the few memories that I hold dear from that period in my life. A novelty

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