This is my victory chant. My cry of the warrior princess.
After spending 2 years with a man who was addicted to crack cocaine, my life became a nightmare. He began using six months into our relationship and I had no idea he was using in the first place. I had never been around somokers. I put him out, but… I was weak for manipulation and suffering from a great deal of codependincy… (I’m sure Lisa is reading this at home and shaking her head yes… up and down, up and down.)
What’s important is…
I got away…. and my kids and I are not only not broken… but… our bruises are fading quicker than we expected … and we are phenomenal!
xoxo with Love and Light!
Currently there are no comments related to "Bruised But Not Broken". You have a special honor to be the first commenter. Thanks!
Welcome to Authspot, the spot for creative writing.
Read some stories and poems, and be sure to subscribe to our feed!