You reminded me of "treat" an aunt of mine gave me onne year at easter
We prepared our eggs with aniticipation, havingnot done anything like that before Iwas very excited I couldnt fathom why my cousins were not so enthusiastic
Until later in the day ........after walking 5 mile up bloody hill to roll the artisry of my egg down it
Sad thing is..he wont be kept behind bars they will go to the ends of the earth to "cure" him. What's to cure ,as he is uncapable of any human emotion, he is detached from all that makes us human. he has been this way since he was a chld, otherwise Jamie would be alive today. They should have given him a needle, on the quiet, to spare Jamie's mum and the world from what this thing is capable off.
When I came across you on the forums over the years I have read what you had to say. I found it enlightening and informative.
It made me open my eyes, particularly where religion was concerned. I grew up with a strong faith and held on to it tightly. It had governed my actions for many years to the extent, it created fear/guilt within me. That fear and guilt that I carried for so long, was released.
As time went by listening to your thoughts, I learned to let go of the mantle of my church and question the validity my faith and what it was bringing/doing for me. It brought me a freedom that I cannot express too well on here..........yet I reckon you understand where I ma coming from with this
In questioning my self, I learned to let go and allow myself to be me....the real me, warts and all and was able to move forward into a life that fits me
When I began the journey of dating many years I was a naive little girl who believed in the Disney version of love. I believed that all men were essentially good people. Silly childish me. I went into a relationship with my eyes shut, believing that I loved him and my heart was laid open to be abused.........
Do I blame him? At the beginning of the ending...I did and did so for many years. I hadn't taken into consideration that I needed to be a emotionally healthy person to have a healthy relationship. Through the process of becoming emotionally healthy, I learned how my choices affected me and others who I wanted to interacted with.
During the process of becoming healthy, I discovered that I was not in fact a warm, open person. I was warm to others, yet didn't let anyone else know me, out of fear. A fear of being used and abused. A fear off not recognising the signs of an abusive man and falling into the same trap again.
When I looked in the mirror I did not like what I saw...I wasn't a well rounded person. Fear had such a grip on me...............
With this realisation I had to do something about it. I made conscious decision not to date despite pressure from my family to do so. I made a decision to make my life all that it could be, by myself, for myself.
At the beginning of this process I struggled, I struggled with being alone with a child with special needs. I struggled with not having anyone else to take the burden just for a little while.
Once the struggle was over there was an obstacle created in the process I hadn't anticipated....my fierce hold on my independence. I had it in a death grip
This independence kept others away as I wouldn't let myself rely on another for anything
I had moved so far away from the old me that I had to find the real me. It is still a process and will be until the day I die.......
In knowing me, I brought an emotionally healthy person to the relationship I am in today.
The day he and I met was an experience in it self, for me it certainly was As I sat across the table from him and listened to what he had to say, I made a conscious decision to let him know me better. As time has gone by, I have grown to love him........love him for who he is, not what the old me thought was love …....
RE: Favourite Easter Treat
You reminded me of "treat" an aunt of mine gave me onne year at easterWe prepared our eggs with aniticipation, havingnot done anything like that before Iwas very excited
I couldnt fathom why my cousins were not so enthusiastic
Until later in the day ........after walking 5 mile up bloody hill to roll the artisry of my egg down it