New Year 2024

 Hello Readers!


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      As many of you know, today is the beginning of the new year. While I wish all of you have the happiest of new years, I know that grief is knocking on the doors of many hearts from past losses and losses yet to come. I would like to ask for a bit of prayer or good energy from whatever gods you believe in for some extended family who is in the process of losing a mother, grandmother and great grandmother. I didn't really have much interaction with her due to living over 2 hours away for almost 4 years, but she really is sweet and the type of granny who seems like she was a hoot back in the 80's. While my grief won't be too heavy when she does pass, I will be vigilant for those who bear heavier grief. 


      While we're on the subject of grief, I would like to speak on how it has affected me in the last 5 years. In the last 5 years, I have loosened some of my old skittish ways by coming out with the trauma of my ex step dad sexually abusing/ molesting me from the ages of 6-21. This allowed me to try for a healthy relationship with my childhood sweetheart because I did not want to have a family with him holding sex over my head. In the same year, I lost some friends who I trusted but due to the mental health of one of these friends, they cut ties with me and blamed me for why the one friends mental health was bad. Fastforward to 2022, I found out that one of my most trusted guy friends got into a wreck that caused him to lose his life two weeks later. I was not only heartbroken for myself and the closer friends and family of my friend but also for my fiancé because he lost a friend the same way back in 2014. Then, this past year, we lost a good place to stay in and had to move into a RV. 


I hope that everyone can find a bit of happiness in the coming year, and feel free to reach out to me if you need to talk.


              -Elizabeth

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