Alone… Thinking of that word today I can still remember how I felt. Alone…. Just an empty hollow shell where my heart and soul used to be. I couldn’t think about my daughter and the fact I was breaking her heart and stealing her innocence. I couldn’t think of my mother and all of her sleepless nights she had already lied awake worrying about me. I knew my sleepless nights were coming. I knew the sickness was going to take over and the only thing I could think of was getting another fix even though I knew I had finally ruined my life and this time for good….
A Success Story 
Beautiful how you express your inner turmoil with nice pictures below your posts!
All I can give you for the years to come as my blessing:
Whenever inner storms arise don’t buy into your inner obligation to be stern and opinionated.
Instead – allow for your inner goddess of mercy to bless your inner and outer daughters.
Then things will fall into place automatically without you having to do anything.
❤
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Thank you for your kind words. I haven’t been to this page in awhile. I should keep writing about how far I’ve come in the past year. I will sit and fix my page soon and let you know the rest. Again thank you!
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Thank you, Emily,
Because you did comment on another blog that you need help being a ‘blog-beginner’,
I just want to let you know that there is no such thing as a beginner – you just write what goes through your soul and when something new comes write again – however long it takes – a year or even decade.
You had enough pressure in your life as it is – the least you are allowed to reclaim is absolute acceptance for your own pace.
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