Category: Parenting & Family
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Excerpt from Chapter 3: The Loneliness Trap (And How to Disarm It) This is the bully’s secret weapon. Bullies often target people who are on their own. They want you to feel like you have only two choices: Put up with their mean behavior. Be completely, totally alone. This is a trap. The truth is,…
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The strength you seek is yours to find, To leave the haunting lies behind. Deep in your soul, a warrior sleeps, A vow your own brave spirit keeps.
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“We’ll walk this path, each step we take, For goodness sake, for your own sake. But darling girl, you’ll find it true, A strength resides, deep inside you.”
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Now, at sixty-four, I see the lines around my eyes, and I know their names. One is for the creek, one for the cold, one for the day I brought my children home. They are not scars. They are the etchings of a map, showing the way from a place of ruin to a house…
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My power is not a fortress wall; It is the courage just to call A friend and say, “I’m not okay.” It is the grace to want to stay And feel the feeling, sharp and true, Without the hazy veil of you.
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The house stood stark, a place of fear, Where young years echoed shouts I’d hear. My forts arose, in leafy space, A hidden haven, a safe place. For in the wild, I learned to be, The architect of my own decree.
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By the time I was 12, the choice was often a brutal one: stay and face my mother’s drunken violence, or run. I chose to run. In the wild hills of Los Osos, California, I built secret forts, stocking them with water, food, and a sleeping bag. These weren’t forts for play; they were sanctuaries…
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My home became a canvas tent, By creek water, my strength was spent, And then renewed. The tracks my guide, With nowhere left for me to hide. I’d walk to work in waitress shoes, To fight the lonely, midnight blues.
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“It was 2:30 a.m. when instinct pulled me from sleep. I scooped up my baby just as the earth began to shake beneath us. That night, in our shattered apartment, I laid my body over my three children, protecting them from the chaos. And when the dust settled, the only untouched corner in the wreckage…