To the Child of trauma who became herself once again,
What were you thinking? When you stood there in the dark hovering in a multitude of trauma and tears and only found the courage to hide? Where was the fire that once filled your soul to push the boundaries of life? I only have questions for that beaten down creature of endangered spirit. If only you could have seen then where you would be now. God’s timing is all powerful and the time to pray was never more essential that in those moments of despair and fear. FEAR, the one word that rebellious free spirit never knew before the narcissist took over every cell of your being. To let another steal the essence of a life is unfathomable. To let someone overwhelm you to the point of exhaustion in every sense of the word is beyond all reason. But you did that to yourself. You gave them the power to beat you down. You were battered by life and let that crack in your armor break. You are so much more than that feeling, that enigma. Life is only for a short span and then it is gone. The light was shining in the dark that you let burn out is still an ember. Stoking that fire and breaking free of the stranglehold was possible, long before you let it happen. Never lose sight of that fire again. Never let the negatives outweigh the positive in your heart. Take the lessons of the past and push them aside into the hard fought wisdom of today.