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ashfont Journal's avatar

What happens when the queen sits on the center square— in the middle of the f*cking sea; bear in mind she can't swim— can only move any square in any direction;

But any direction is rushing water crashing on sharp rocks;

You don't get a fairy tale; you get a survival story. You are a queen iregardless of the circumstance of your existence, and;

The fact you made it alive to shore is an award on it own, and if it's not enough— sending out flowers in form of kisses and warm embraces and patience untill you feel enough.

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Dianna Sandora's avatar

From my heart to yours, while every situation is different the pain of abandonment I understand it. Mine is one of not being enough. My biology father had a younger daughter with his new wife and told me her didn’t need me anymore. My stepfather was physically and emotionally abusive, he said I’d never amount to anything. Then my, now ex-husband, cheated on me more times then I want to count making me feel like I wasn’t enough. I’ve spent most of my 52 years believing the lie even though my reality shows me how much I’ve accomplished. I need to learn to stop believing the lie and embrace the truth. I am the clay on the Potter’s wheel.

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