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!

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