I started this blog to give to my sister a voice and to bring to light that dysfunction knows not financial or social status, that it effects people all over the world and in all economic brackets. As I thought more about it I knew to some degree the writing was bringing closure or a sense of my own personal healing. To continue on the same path would be giving power to the negative forces.
We are a book of on going chapters and remaining on one chapter to long is like standing over your head in a stagnant pool of water, sooner or later you will drown in it.
A worth of a woman.. gone with the wind moments, not!
Get your ass back in the kitchen where you belong.
I do it for you babe.
When I trained you to be a whore, It was meant just for me.
This blog was created for the silent cries that have gone unanswered. Children our most precious gift and undeniably our future. When does discipline become abuse? When does the dagger of words pierce the heart? How many children are left to care for themselves? When the boxcar scenario hits close to home.
Friday, November 23, 2007
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So is this good-bye or the start of a new life chapter?
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