2016 Update: I care more about this blog than I do that "they" can read it, otherwise I'd stop writing it and create a new one. As long as they finally leave me and my little family alone, there should be no problem, even though I requested that they don't read it. Since they have no interest in my writing, I'm probably safe. I hope so hard they will finally respect our wishes of no contact. I care so much about telling the truth and bringing healing. I fought my entire life to bring communication, truth, and healing to my FOO. There's nothing left to fight for so I have given up, at age 59. I can now only bring healing to myself and other survivors through my words. I finally went back to work on my heart-wrenching memoir that I wrote in 2012 that I originally wrote for them as my last Hope of getting my beloved family of origin and relatives back. But, There Are None So Blind As Those Who Will Not See

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Definitely Grieving HARD But Feeling My Spirit Slowly Getting Lighter

It now bugs me, though, that my FOO (family of origin) knows about my blogs.
I wish they didn't.
I don't want to have anything to do with them ever again, and I don't like the feeling of knowing that they may be reading them. : (
But, I reckon, every time they may, unbeknownst to them they'll be giving me some of my power back that they took from me by trying to silence me, and always making me feel expendable -- and they'd Hate that. : )
Thinking of it that way helps a bit.


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