When he broke my heart...it was the first time I felt pain.

I had hidden my lifetime of pain of being beaten, molested, raped, humiliated, cheated on...I disassociated from age two & you'd think I was happiest woman on Earth.

Every ounce of pain that I'd been hiding came to the surface and I literally wanted to die. My body hemorrhaging blood for weeks in a hidden room with mattress on the floor. I could have died & no one cared.

That's a Spiritual Awakening.

Do you praise or condemn the one who pulled the trigger?

The Master praises the Catalyst which births us into truth.

No I am not mad. He's not a bad guy. I don't wish him the suffering like I have been living with...

No one has ever cared for me...mainly myself.

This is about me, even though ego & victim of wounded inner child would like to create other stories.

Life has shown me much pain so I could learn to love myself.

As I sit here in my wholeness, I do. More & more..

And I wish

all depths of happiness, in their own personal truth & decisions.

Peace.