Bio Luminescent Plankton washes ashore in the Maldives.
Photo by Will Ho, via the Independent UK.
Your body I read, like a blind braille in chalk draws arrows for me straight to the gates of heaven…
SD
Heaven on earth-to be by the sea together…🕉
Neglect is abuse. Period.
I understand some people don't understand this or don't wanna understand it, but neglect is abuse. I have a BS in Psych and part of a master's in Counseling, and it took a therapist telling me plus a seminar on abuse, where I could check off almost every box in regards to me ex husband.
I thought that's just how he was. I thought his not touching me for anything but sex was just how he was. I bore his anger about the time I got new tires for my truck, with my own money, because I thought maybe I was just being wasteful. I took his belittling as just a way he showed affection. I thought I didn't deserve his sympathy and affection, because I was being whiny and needy, as I lay in bed next to him, pregnant, crying over my grandmother's death, as he slept after telling me he didn't want to cuddle me.
I thought it was just me. I thought I was the problem. I thought I deserved it.
It took over 17 years and having it smack me in the face twice before I could admit it to myself. And that's when I woke up and realized that we had kids together and they needed better role models for healthy relationships. Kids know more than we ever give them credit for.
So I did it for my kiddos and for me. Now I'm a happy girl, though it took a hell of a lot of work to get here. And I found my self-esteem along the way, which trust me, erodes almost entirely away when you're neglected and abused.
Longing for the sea
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Seashells by the seashore 🐚…🕉
Yep. The other kids rolled their eyes and sighed melodramatically. I was all like





