I was a cutter. My body was my bullseye until his death transformed me.
I’ve always been a thoughtful, cautious person. Ever since I could remember I’ve taken great care with my actions. My family used to jokingly call me the alien child because I wasn’t carefree and careless at times like everyone else in my household.
Then when puberty hit and my hormones raged, I started to be more reckless with my life. I still wonder why no one told me about hormones and the moodiness that accompanied them like a haunting old flame? I think a semblance of awareness of the changes happening to my brain and body would have saved me loads of pain and inner-struggle, and perhaps even transformed my life.
Why my traumatic wake-up call was enough for us all.
A rude awakening taught me to savor everything. And I mean everything. It happened 19 years ago, leaving a watermark over my life. Leaving an imprint on my family. Branding my mind and heart with the words, BE HERE NOW.
I’m sharing this with you to save you some time, and maybe even some suffering.
Soul Writer. Single Mama. Life ponderer. Nature Lover. Therapist. Introvert. HSP & Empath. Life is my playground and each day a blank canvas.