Everything I say and do you soak in the filth of your suspicion. You mock me with cold heavy glances. Worms slither from my fingers. My eyes turn hideous, like those of a witch. My hands are snakes that uncoil to choke you; but my feet stand shamed glued to the floor, trying in vain… Continue reading The Soaked Pillow
This week has been a whirlwind of emotions. I started and restarted my health journey twice. The second time I even cooked breakfast for my husband and was able to ignore the hunger feeling that overcame me -but not for long. I realize I have to dig deeper. I am an emotional eater and I need… Continue reading A Jump of Faith Back to My Roots
I can still see the past so vividly, so many years later? The humiliation, the pain I felt, all seems to be so present at times. I have never talked about my childhood with anybody. Back then, in the '60s and '70s, child abuse was not something people openly talked about it. THINGS happened behind… Continue reading My Mother and The Carpet Beater
Today in the morning I stepped on the scale. 315 lbs it said, and I quietly stepped off. I knew the number wouldn't be pretty, had expected nothing less. I have RA and I am talking steroids since almost three years. I have gained 85 pounds during this time. Weight gain is a normal side… Continue reading Rock Bottom!