Tag: mental abuse

I Fell Under A Train When I Was Eight Years Old

This story begins with me holding a grown-up’s hand.

This is not a metaphor. It really happened.

The diagnosis, while not changing me as a person, helped me to understand myself better. It helped me to treat myself better.

You’re going to take hits. It’s how you view them and what you take from them that is important.

You don’t have to make peace in order to be at peace.

Addition by subtraction is a real thing, but it can also be a painful thing. It almost always is.

The things I don’t talk about greatly outnumber the things I do.

So far in the rear view mirror, they don’t even appear closer than they are.

You go places you never thought you would. You become things you never dreamed.

Others may cut your down, but that doesn’t mean you can’t put yourself back together and grow. I did.