Welcome. A couple of years ago, I survived a stroke that would have killed most. I feel blessed and fortunate to be here to live my life. A life that I actually contemplated taking because of the effects of the abuse that I experienced as a child. I thought that healing physically from the stroke would be the hardest thing, but I finally had to accept that I’d neglected my mental health, and it was finally time for me to get real about healing if I ever wanted to LIVE my life - and stop “living” in survival mode. Physical, emotional, mental, and sexual abuse taught me to devalue myself, and to live my life through silent tears. God told me I was better than the tears I cried, and He returned my life to me so that I could speak life instead of death to survivors of abuse.
I will be sharing posts about my abuse, and the true effects it had on my life. I’ll be sharing the good, bad, ugly, and everything in between. My ultimate goal is that as you walk through my journey, you will be strong enough to start your own journey of healing. I think of all the years I was silent and “lived” in survival mode, I look back and realize that I’ve wasted so much of my life. I turned 58 this year. How much more time do I honestly have? Nothing and nobody is worth losing the time we have been given on this earth. Had I not had the stroke, I doubt it very seriously that I ever would’ve taken a real, focused look at my mental health.
So! Stick around. Chime in. But mostly, seek help if you need it. Your time is precious, and you’re so worth it ♥️
