A few years ago I had ran into an old acquaintance. He wasn't a friend of mine because he was my ex-"husband's" friend. In the beginning of our re-acquaintance I was extremely nervous. The sound of his voice, his accent, and when he spoke in his language it brought me back to a place that I wasn't ready to re-visit.
Saturday, July 25, 2015
I began my "Confessions" Series in hopes to face some of my own "stuff" and also share with my readers how a domestic violence cycle affects every aspect of one's life and all relationships not solely romantic. My previous posts demonstrate how those of us whom have came from the same thread have gravitated towards each other and also held the ability to hinder each other.
Posted by Miss Sara at 12:32 AM
Friday, July 3, 2015
Sunday, June 28, 2015
As I was scrolling my facebook status feed on Friday I ran across my cousin's post stating that her mom had passed away at 8:30 a.m. that morning. I immediately picked up the phone to call my mom and her phone was ringing busy. We had been receiving a lot of rain so I figured that either her phone or electric was out. Every time there is a death in the family my mom calls me and this is the one time she did not. Finding out about a loss via facebook is cold and impersonal.
Posted by Miss Sara at 9:30 PM
Sunday, June 14, 2015
As I have been on a roller coaster ride with my health this past year I want to express to my readers and subscribers how I am truly grateful for you. Even when I do not adhere to my regular blog schedule you STILL show up and you STILL share my posts. You bring me much needed hope in what seems to be a dark period that I have been in.
Posted by Miss Sara at 9:04 PM
Monday, June 1, 2015
I'm publishing this week's "Top 10 Viewed Posts" on Monday instead of Sunday to determine which day is better for traffic purposes. I still tweeted the posts on Sunday, however, this week the amount of "RT's" that I received and even "clicks" was lower than usual.
I'm asking every reader who reads this post today to scroll down and hit "RT" on at least one post.
Posted by Miss Sara at 3:30 PM
Sometimes I get extremely frustrated while working through my "stuff" because I am forced to face the truth about every portion of my past, experience those emotions that I've never allowed myself to feel, and somehow not remain bitter towards those who didn't help me or protect me as a child. Even the doctors and professionals that I saw or interacted with didn't completely inform me about my diagnoses and didn't offer a helpful treatment plan.
Thursday, May 21, 2015
Sunday, May 17, 2015
Thursday I had a meltdown. The anger and the frustration that I felt was something I haven't for a long time. I began to shut down and the level of "IDGAF" that I was experiencing almost enabled me to walk straight out the door before my shift was over, only to look back to turn in my uniforms.
Posted by Miss Sara at 8:53 PM