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

Friday, January 2, 2015

Per Previous Post!


Richard and I shared a half liter of wine over Chinese last night. It was a delightful time! We didn't even drink the whole thing. It is the first time in our lives that he has felt safe and confident about me drinking, and it is the first time in years he has wanted to drink with me (because he trusts me with drinking now). Oh! But I definitely look guilty in this picture because it was impossible not to feel uncomfortable my first time having my picture taken drinking!


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