healing
How to heal fully and properly.
Welcome to the Madhouse
How many of you actually read the whole article instead of just reading the title and posting? Be honest! I'm so guilty of not checking facts and not doing this that and other and I always get burned. But more and more lately I find myself being more and more cautious of the information that I ingest. To me its clear to see that there is something DEEPER than what meets the common eyes going on.
By Luca$ Hamm 6 years ago in Motivation
The Time I realized I needed to Grow up
I've been often considered as a grown-ass kid. People are always saying I act like a child, that occasionally I give off immature characteristics. This counteracts with my own mature persona. Personally, I believe everyone has a little immaturity in them, it really depends on people's thresholds for maturity in which they describe other's actions as mature or not.
By Adonis Richards6 years ago in Motivation
"Demons"
Today I encountered my darkness. I have held on to pain for years because I have never given my(self) the chance to embrace it. I have held on to parts of my being that I truly despised because I feared becoming them. Luckily, I have made it to a space where I refuse to hate ANY part or aspect of my(self) and my experience.
By Dios Mac6 years ago in Motivation
What a Gal?
As I sit in my room, contemplating the events in my life; I clearly envision the one person who breathed life into my broken soul, who made me realise my potential and innate talents through continuous support, uplifting gestures and positive attitude. My mentor, my friend, my support, and a true gem: she was and still remains my motivation to achieve the best. Zarmina Shakeel, the principal for a school that I joined almost 18 years ago, saw in me what even I couldn’t see.
By Ambreen Ahmad6 years ago in Motivation
Free or Fettered? That is the Question
Divorcee? One painstaking inhale, and I sniffed it on my skin. He wasn't exactly present, loving, or emotionally available, but at least I belonged; at least he was familiar. On April 17, 2018, I officially belonged to someone I no longer knew...myself. My own ambiguity walked over to me as I wept on the carpet, and it sat on my chest. Roots were all I desired. To feel home wrap around me like a crocheted blanket, a keepsake from grandma drenched in memories made, became my longing for myself and my three children.
By Gold Meadows6 years ago in Motivation
Regretting deeply
I am struggling. Struggling to make meaning from the more unfortunate events which have taken place in my life. Ruminating over what I could, should or would have done has halted any movement. Although that's not completely true; I am simply failing to move forwards, going back seems to be no problem.
By NoBeige6 years ago in Motivation
Love Again! Trust Again!
A smile doesn't always mean things are good. It's never a good thing to assume. It is always good to build trust with people, that's the only way they will feel comfortable talking to you. It's not enough to just build trust, that connection you're trying to have with someone HAS to be genuine and not used to control them. TRUST ME, sooner or later, they will catch on to it and it'll never be the same with you again, and while you try to blame them saying that they've changed and are acting different, look at the real reason behind the behavior. You've lost a person that trusted you with everything. Sure, you can apologize and they can forgive you, but you can't expect things to be the same after that. Never hide things from them, if you can't say something to their face, it's probably best that you don't say anything at all.
By Anthony Fisher6 years ago in Motivation
Rising from Abuse
As I stood in front of the long antique mirror and scrutinized myself, I realized how the continuous mental, physical and emotional abuse by the person I loved had affected my whole being. I could not recognize the blank face that stared back at me. The once cheerful persona had withered into a scarred being; bringing along an endless journey of pain and turmoil.
By Ambreen Ahmad6 years ago in Motivation
"The American Spirit"
Today I woke up and for a few seconds forgot about the ever changing storm outside looming over us. Each day has seemed more uncertain then the last, scarier and more dreadful scenarios keep greeting my newsfeed. It was after I had made my second cup of coffee and I was busy questioning my decision to skimp on creamer that the most wonderful thing happened, my phone died. It was like the Sun coming out on an overcast day. I stood there in my fresh sweat suit not sure of what to do, it felt good, really good. Instead of scouting out a charger I set my cell on the table and walked away. I opened the door and stared intently outside at a beautiful Pine tree I often look to for comfort, the warmth of my coffee cup hugged my hand and I noticed a Chipmunk chasing another over the blanket of stubburn mountain snow. I felt envious of how carefree and uninformed the little Furrballs were. It was then that a clearer picture of reality hit me. Normally I'm not very clingy with my cell phone but the intensity of current events has had me hanging off every update. That device was infact harnessing me to a cloud of fear and stress enveloping everyone that tunes into it. What's happening right now is concerning and we all want answers, guidance and most of all for our "normal" back but the moment the schools closed in our country our "normal" was not coming back.
By Ama Sisu6 years ago in Motivation
A Life-Changing Moment
“Stop it!” “Please, stop it!” “Stop hitting my mom!” Wailing and sobbing tearfully the 6 year old girl hoped her father and grand-father would listen to her cries. Holding on to her 3 year old sister she hurdled in the corner too afraid to move. But when she saw her mom who lay on the floor taking her father’s hits repeatedly, she swiftly got up and tried to come between her father’s punches and her mother. Suddenly, she was dragged to the corner when her grandfather abusively cornered her.
By Ambreen Ahmad6 years ago in Motivation
Corona Virus
It's been a long couple weeks to say the least. On March 6th, my car got stolen. My Nissan Altima that I worked so hard for, that I just bought in August. It was taken right out of my parking spot at my apartment complex. I left my keys in the car. I know that's my own fault, but it still doesn't mean that I deserved to get my car and everything inside of it stolen. $200, a new license, and a rental car later, I was finally able to legally drive again, but now my boyfriend and I had to struggle through figuring out how to pay rent and his car payment and my bills. Life started to get really complicated really fast.
By Hannah York 6 years ago in Motivation
