There is no perfect mom out there. You will never convince me there is. There is only love.
This battle eats at your core and terrorizes your mind. If left unchecked, you become a victim of their war.
Addiction is a lethal whirlwind- long before the heart stops, the individual disappears.
I believe in His mighty ways, but I wonder who I ticked off. These irrational thoughts lead back to my religious beginnings of doing more rather than being enough.
Without loyalty and respect in the center of all actions, you are not practicing self-reliance or independence. Without those essential parts, you are practicing selfishness.
Who wins when all is lost?
I bottle up the internal pain and suffering, only sharing with a few. I wear the mask and behavior of normalcy.
I get it now. Life is a constant flow of energy. We breathe in God's love, and we pass it on to others. The endless waterfall is fueled by Him and not by us.
"I am not attracted to you anymore; I do not love you."
I craved belonging. Not to belong to a group, but to belong to something more than mental illness, shame, sadness, and fear.