December 10, 2004

  • Writing those letters mean so much to me.  It touches me in such a way, and I feel that it essential that I write them, that I protect & help other women.  Yet, in writing one tonight, I felt stung.  Stung by the pain of all these recent events.  I felt that shame & guilt that I've been carrying around with me.  That feeling of what a disappointment I am.  I know my mother said I was not a disappointment, but I felt those feelings of disappointment with self.  Within.  The disappointment, guilt, anger...So many emotions that I direct at myself.  I didn't let it show, though.  I fought back.  I continued on.  I'm being pro-active about this & I won't these WRONG feelings bog me down.  I have a job to do, writing these letters is such a huge part of my healing & my mission to help other women, and I will not stop.  I will fight this fight until the day I die.

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