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

Saturday, February 13, 2016

Quick Note

I'm actually going to be OK, I can feel it.

And it works for me to tell my truth and to be so open and honest. It's healing.

My broken heart will heal a little bit more, and a little bit more, and a little bit more
As time passes.

On both counts:  Walking away from the man, and walking away from the FOO!
For very different reasons; the FOO is abusive, the man isn't.
I want them all back, but it's just not possible.

And I'm grateful that we are given periods of respite from deep pain and suffering during grieving.




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