A picture is worth a thousand hateful, ugly words

I’m sitting here dissociating like hell. I feel them right behind my eyes. Heaven help me. I hope this post makes sense. When I was importing my photos to my computer, I saw some my husband, D. had taken of me before and after I went into residential treatment. I almost gagged. There is a […]

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Going home via Blue Ridge Parkway

Going home via Blue Ridge Parkway 1

After spending six happy days with our family, it was time to head home. Time to say goodbye to our family. Goodbye is so bitter-sweet. I’m ready to go home, but not ready to leave the family behind. I lov eyou, all! Here’s C. and O. goofing off on Blue Ridge Parkway. Good times. C. […]

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Cooking in the south!

Cooking in the south! 14

Last night my god-daughter was learning how to make fried okra but felt the okra would suffer if she didn’t have on an apron. Seriously, C., where did I go wrong? She stops cooking for just a moment to pose for me. She’s almost fourteen years old. They grow up so fast. C. is getting […]

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Deserve self-worth?

Self-worth is in short supply these days. Actually, all my life there’s been no supply of self worth or self-esteem. At the Emotions Anonymous meeting on Wednesday the topic was how we treat our bodies. When it was my turn to speak I had no shortage of words; forever I’ve been abusing my body, following […]

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The dirty word called “trust”

It’s taken a few days to write this post. I’ve been molling it over in my head. A week ago I attend a support group that I usually go to, Emotions Anonymous. The format consists of go around the room, saying our name, and giving a feeling word. Then a topic is introduced and we […]

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