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Toxic Parents – How to Save Yourself

Sorting through all the old books I’ve read, I stumbled upon this one.

This book is, by far, the most helpful book I’ve ever read. It’s powerful in its approach with revolutionary insight. Insight that truly changed my perspective on my childhood pain in a lot of ways. I’m almost convinced the author was hiding in my closet when she wrote this book. Continue reading Toxic Parents – How to Save Yourself

Your Life Is Your Own, What Will You Do With It?

I love to read so when I travel I hit all the local used books stores and load up on books. I’ve had this books for quite some time but now wish I’d bought it when it was first released and paid full price because it explains my mindset and what’s in my heart, better than I ever could find the words to do. Continue reading Your Life Is Your Own, What Will You Do With It?

Grandparent Rights? No!

grandparents rights

There are a group of people who are currently lobbying for grandparent rights. Visitation rights, specifically.

They claimed June 14th as ‘their’ day.

Flag Day, in the US, has now been co-opted by folks who have their own agenda, and frankly, it’s a frightening one.

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The Day I Attempted Suicide


The Day I Attempted Suicide

“You are such a selfish person Kerri, truly pathetic, I don’t have time for this shit!”

That’s what my mother said to me the day I attempted suicide. Continue reading The Day I Attempted Suicide

The Essence of a Little Girls Loneliness and Pain

The Essence of a Little Girls Loneliness and Pain
Wordless, this photograph has sat framed, in my home, my entire life. No matter where I have lived, I’ve kept it close, hearing its horrifying screams daily, silently grasping for me, bellowing out all the words that you see  from the well of my deepest despair. Words boldly wrestling within my soul, clawing out those tiny eyes, like rusted barbed wire, embracing me, bludgeoning me, shredding all that was left of my vanquished tortured being. Continue reading The Essence of a Little Girls Loneliness and Pain