i drew a picture of myself last night. it turned out pretty good. but i couldn't put a mouth on it. it was so suffocating to sit there with my pencil and my eraser and not be able to draw my mouth. then i realized that this is how i have felt for so long. saying the truth, the secrets, is going to be hard, but maybe i can do it.my son is 14, he told me last night that bravery is something you have to do, and courage is a choice.
it made me think about myself, like when I was a child, i didn't have a choice. i just had to brave it out. but now, i can speak, i can heal, which will take courage. but it is my choice.
i have to choose it, and show that i have courage.
i am going to think about this for a while.


3 comments:
i agree we can speak now we have a voice.safe hugs amy
amy, i like safe hugs (((())))
thanks.
i lik safe huggles to hee hee and i am glad you lik my blog that makes me feel happy and i am glad i met you and found someone who reads my stuff thank yuo
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