It’s a rough road. For those who are going through or have gone through any form of abuse. The task of surviving day to day. As the one enduring the abuse. The unknown of whether or not we will make it out alive. The unknown if we can ever escape. The unknown of what will happen to us if and when we do escape. What will he or she do if they find out? What will happen to me? For those who have children; it ups the ante 100 folds. Why don’t people leave right away? It’s easier

When your biological father doesn’t love you, it cuts you deep. It leaves you vulnerable and weak. Leaving you open to predators Who seek to do nothing but devour you. When your father doesn’t love you It leaves you searching for it in the wrong places. It leaves you craving it. No matter how it is that you taste it. Love is all that you want. Love is all that you long for. To be loved. It is all you dream about. You fall for all the lies. No matter how big or small. You will

I am a survivor. I come with a lot of baggage, I will be first to admit that. Things that don’t bother or set you off, can send me into a whirlwind of emotions for days. PTSD. One of those things I had to learn to live and deal with. It is a part of me. It is not something that just goes away. My past has made me very alert to a lot of things. It is a good thing but also a bad thing. Sometimes I tend to get defensive when there is no need for it. It is as if at times I feel l

She was lost in her own hell. Barely holding on. She thought she knew better than to sleep with the devil. His lies kissed her lips and she was gone. His masked disguise left her blind. Her strength and courage was sucked right out of her. She was a dead woman walking. Scared to cry out for help. Scared to run away. She held back her tears and carried on each day. Not knowing how much more she could take. Not knowing if tomorrow she would awake. Walking on eggshells. Plotting

One morning she woke up different. Done with trying to figure out who was with her, against her or walking down the middle because they didn’t have the guts to pick a side. She was done with anything that didn’t bring her peace. She realized that opinions were a dime a dozen. Validation was for parking. Loyalty wasn’t a word but a lifestyle. It was this day that her life had changed. Not because of a man. Or a job. But because, she had finally realized that life is way too sh

I was looking for a video to post while I finish writing a blog I am working on and came upon these videos. The domestic Violence Summit 2014 hosted on the Dr. Phil Show. It is a seven-part series and I just had to share them with you. Let’s raise awareness. Let’s connect. Let’s Inspire and Let’s Come Together! #domesticviolenceawareness #abuse #Teens #knowledgeispower #inspire #Informative #strength #DomesticViolenceAwarenessMonth #encourage #awareness #Discussion #TeenDatin

Happy Mother’s Day to this beautiful woman my Momma, my super-woman, my Queen!! Without her, I don’t even know where I would be! Thank you for your love, your support, your strength. Thank you for your encouraging words and kicks to my behind when needed. Thank you for always being supportive of all my decisions no matter how hard it may have been for you. Because of you I am the woman I am today, and because of you, I know I will become that much better. There will never be

Spread your wings. Sail along the gentle breeze. Gaze upon the horizon, Look down upon the trees. Take in the beauty Of a new beginning. Spread your wings. Fly to newer heights. Escape to a better place. Feel the wind beneath your wings. Breathe in the fresh air of freedom. Spread your wings. Soar like an eagle. Take on a new journey. Gracefully floating, To your new destination. Spread your wings. Glide into paradise. For now, it is time to fly. Fly to your safe place. Sprea

Follow my blog with Bloglovin There is a moment that comes for a victim when they just know. They know that it is now or never. They know that this is more than likely the only opportunity they may ever have to escape. There is no time limit. The number of years it took for the victim to leave does not compare to the fact that he or she survived! Because, as a survivor I can tell you, all you want is for the person you originally met to return. You didn’t fall in love with th

Follow my blog with Bloglovin It is hard not to wonder what the “new life” will look like when facing the decision to leave or stay. To some, it may seem crazy about there even being a decision in such matter, but the thing is that the abuser actually has THAT MUCH control and has instilled THAT MUCH fear into the victim, that yes; now there is a decision to be made and it can actually be a life or death decision. One must remember, that the victim has been isolated from fami

Follow my blog with Bloglovin It is AMAZING what we as writers/bloggers can take from a picture. For instance, this one here, with a tiger cub and a butterfly. “Strength of a Tiger, Spirit of a Butterfly.” When I think about strength I usually think of inner strength. I know I talk about it a lot, but as a survivor, it is something I had to remind myself of very often. Even today, with different life situations. Physical strength can only get you but so far. But inner strengt

Follow my blog with Bloglovin This slideshow requires JavaScript. Do you really know how strong you are? Do you really know how much strength you have buried deep inside of you? The battles you fight every single day. The tears you cry behind closed doors. The silent prayers you pray each night. You’re a lot stronger than you think. You have overcome some heavy ordeals. Wherever you are in your healing process, you will face daily struggles, but you will overcome each and eve

Follow my blog with Bloglovin You are not your past! You are not all those horrible things that you were once called to belittle you and make you feel powerless. At some point you said “Enough is enough!” You dug and dug deep to muster up whatever ounce of strength you had and you got up and left. No matter how long it may have taken you to get there, the point is that you got there! You walked out and never turned back, or maybe you did. Maybe you looked back for a split sec

Follow my blog with Bloglovin I find it so easy for us to look at someone else’s weakness and tear them down; instead of focusing on their strengths and building them up. Why do you think that is? Personally, I believe it is because of our own insecurities. We do not want others to see our weaknesses so we focus on someone else’s. When you think about it, that is a weakness in itself. You are sitting there tearing down someone else to try and look better but in reality, you a