I Am Slowly Healing

Depression hit me so hard.
I have scars on my arm to prove it.
But the physical pain never will compare to the pain it inflicted upon my soul. I'm not even trying to be cheesy right now. The shit I'm saying, it's true, because I lived...

This profile is dedicated to my healing, which is slow, but I hope sure.
Here, I don't want to hold back. I have a compelling drive to please and serve, which is partly what slows down the healing process. It is important to...

I am slowly healing from all the years of abuse i suffred as a child and as a adultWhat is the way I am healing how does it heal me ? its me writting my books the book i am working on now :THE SHADES OF GRACE 2its about surviving and...

I crave substantial connections.  Everybody needs them.  But some are more in touch with that truth than others.  Some pretend the shallow relations they have are enough.  If they were to peel the layers of self-deceit, they would...

He works diligently -
never giving up.
Sorting through the debris
seeking anything salvageable.
Gently piecing together
those things that can be mended.
Discarding those which cannot.
He stitches. He tacks. He cements.
He works long...

I am slowly healing. It takes time but I'm getting better. My scars are slowly fading. I am forgetting him. I am letting him go and moving forward. I am removing poisonous people from my life and starting over. 

I've been deeply hurt by someone I love. Deeply. Hurt. Someone I purely loved in an innocent way as my friend. I met her in a time of desperation, when I was spiraling down into a darkness that has been harder and harder to pull myself...

This wonderful guy has been helping me heal. Truth is he has been for about thirteen years, I just never looked up to see how special he is. I had my heart broken rather harshly and he has helped me through it. I didn't think I would...

I just realized that a lot of the issues that I thought were my faults were results of abuses being done to me as a child. Suddenly I learn that there were almost nothing "random" in my life---the obsessive complusive disorder...

It is difficult to walk when until only a few years ago all you knew was to crawl.

It is difficult to see when until only a few years ago all you knew was darkness.

It is difficult to understand when until a few years ago all you knew...