Promises and Lies...

I lived in a land of promises and lies. I promise I won’t hurt you again.I will hurt you if you tell. I was raised on hope and love but married  into sadness and disappointment.  With this ring I am dead should be that vow. I always wondered how it could feel to be married to someone who loved me truly. I don’t need it but I wonder. How things might been different. I’m sorry for my daughters as I gave them such a bad example of marriage. My pain became their barometers of  life. Be wary, be in control of your emotions,expect nothing , anticipate being ready for a fight. My life was based on threats and bitter tasting lies.Scars are are signs of wounds healed . Beaten and Broken but not defeated. I’m proud of my strength and ashamed I can’t be soft anymore. I love deep with everything I am yet sometimes you’d never know the depths of my love because they are undetectable if you don’t truly know me.. This blog has been my therapist over the years. Quietly listening with little interjection other than self cathartic realizations learned rereading my posts. I’m happy to be in a place of transition which my progress is self realized. I am proud of the growth achieved
...🌻JMG🌻