by Elisabeth | Oct 23, 2019 | Recovery, Relationships
If there is one thing I have learned about recovery, I have confirmed it is the loneliest experience one can have in adult life. If you disagree, that’s fine. This is quite the subjective statement. But I’m sticking to it. And I have my reasons for believing it. ...
by Elisabeth | Oct 16, 2019 | Freedom Fighters, Recovery, Trauma In Society
Photo credited to Dave Parrish Photography I was inspired this weekend. When you hear what I was doing, it won’t be surprising. This weekend was my favorite weekend of the year in Richmond, Virginia. We hold a festival which is truly spectacular. The Richmond Folk...
by Elisabeth | Oct 9, 2019 | Defenders, Dissociation, Recovery
They say time heals all wounds. I hate that phrase. I hate it because it is a lie and it messes with our heads. It was created by the collective controller to give us false hope that doing nothing but living out the years will somehow miraculously heal us. Nope. ...
by Elisabeth | Oct 2, 2019 | Defenders, Freedom Fighters, Recovery
I am processing through some serious shit today. I have an hour until my blog is supposed to be posted. I have spent the entire morning staring at the page only to write 326 words. That’s not even true. I have spent the entire morning staring at the page AND...
by Elisabeth | Sep 25, 2019 | Defenders, Memory Repression, Recovery
I hate today. It’s my mother’s birthday. While I would never ever contact her, it is a reminder that she has made it one more journey around the sun. Why do the biggest monsters seem to live the longest? I thought my grandparents would never croak. They seemed to...
