…I fell to my knees. Outside his room, I sobbed to God. "If you have to take my son, I understand."
Mental Health Monday-Peace and Surrender
Poetry- “Quiet Warrior”
A poem of strength and honor.
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My Memories- “To Run Away”
You see, the beauty of earth was constant and never hurt me. It wrapped me in a warm embrace and welcomed me with a power beyond men.
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Their Addiction- My Journey- A Confusing Truth
Within addiction, I grasp the realness of a complex problem. Outside of addiction, in the every day hurt of drinking enough to hurt those around you, I am lost.
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Mental Health ~ Fighting Strong
Though I experienced trauma, I chose to not live traumatized.
Lisa @ Authentic Truths 