Good morning SLAYERS! Within difficulty lies opportunity. New blog goes up Tuesday, until then…SLAY on!Read More Slay Say
When I first started to walk this path, I had to give up a lot of things, make changes, leave my old way of life behind. The ways I used to deal with problems or cope with life were killing me, literally, and so I had to learn new ways, and even though I knew […]Read More Entitlement, Entitlement!
When I was living in my disease I used to think I was too damaged to be loved. I thought that if I let someone in, truly in, they would see my scars and see how ugly I was. When I looked at myself, all I could see was the scars, and I worked really […]Read More Your Scars May Be Someone Else’s Hope
Good morning SLAYER! Happiness is an inside job. Don’t assign anyone or anything else that much power over your life. New blog goes up Tuesday, until then…SLAY on!Read More Slay Say
Before stepping on this path I was constantly trying to control the world around me. I would manipulate things to try to force a favorable outcome for myself. I would lie. Cheat. Steal. I would do anything I could to try to get the result I was looking for. As those of you know who […]Read More Wear The World Like A Loose Garment
For most of my life I lived my life like the living dead. I was living a life, well, going through the motions, but was numbing our stuffing down those parts of me that were too painful or I didn’t want to face. I had done that for so long that it became normal to […]Read More The Living Dead – Numbing Parts Of Yourself And Letting Them Die Off
I know when I started on this path it wasn’t easy. It’s still not easy on certain days. But I know that’s because it’s not an easy path. That’s part of the journey, the ups and downs, it just is, and the tough days always pass. But sometimes when we’re in them they don’t feel […]Read More You’re Finding It Hard Because It’s Hard
When I was struggling, and even when I started this journey of healthy living and addressing my mental health, when the road ahead seemed especially daunting, or the road beneath my feet seemed uneven, I would wish that I could just be normal. Now, that makes me laugh, because, what is normal anyway? I still […]Read More Why, Why, Why Can’t I Be Normal?