Continuing to work on my Storming pages in my journal. It is cathartic, and also touching on so many more things that I have survived. The key word SURVIVED. That is amazing all in itself, but not being bitter is one choice at a time.

Side note:

cathartic noun
ca·​thar·​tic | \ kə-ˈthär-tik
adj.Inducing catharsis; purgative.
n. An agent for purging the bowels, especially a laxative.

THAT just struck me as funny and couldn't stop giggling, because that is what happened last night after writing my last post!

I have always had the feeling that I was an alien, that I was the only abby-normal one.  Most of the people that I have run across in my life, has had a very different experience than I have. When people tell me they have had a great experience with their parents, that they were truly loved and happy, I am SO grateful they did!  But the beauty of being willing to be vulnerable and talk about issues, I find more and more, how my experiences relieve others, they don't feel alone after I open up. They may not have the same experience, but they experience pain. And it goes to show me that I am not different...or abby-normal. Every human being has pain they have to deal with.

I have been working on my grief with my brother, doing a lot of writing. And some painting. Watching some class videos and taking things easy today. Some down time after my post yesterday all my feelings. Just watching the birds today and enjoying our home. I love that I wake up in a cloud forest and then the beautiful day comes in.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
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