The truth is that we are all bound as One. We may not all cross paths, but the crossroads end the same for us all, just different ending to each story. So why not meet in the middle somewhere before the end appears… we are all bound to something.
This image is dedicated to Every single person who made my life a living hell last year because I stopped being what they all wanted and or expected me to be. I decided one day for shortly after the traumatizing diagosis of Chiari Malformation Type 1 that This is my life and I really needed to live it my way instead of giving off “the appearance EXPECTED of ME.” Little did I know that this would cause all sorts of anguish, This was not celebrated, the “family” outside of my home lost their ways and began to gossip, talk badly about me behind my back, make up and create stories about ME that were so untrue. The more I felt this resistance, the more I pulled away, and the more I pulled away the worse THEY got. But I GOT BETTER~! Isnt that really what matters, is how we feel about ourselves? Isn’t Love accepting and nurturing those you love and NOT Condemnation. Three individuals made my quiet renewal HELL. It went as far as this, “She is posessesd by the devil., or satan has a hold of Brenda right now, she’s just not acting herself.” And "Brenda’s a “Crazy Bitch” and “Brenda is back on Drugs” and Brenda this and Brenda that,,,,,,,,
Welll I am so glad everyone had so much fun talking badly about me in the sadest time of my life, and I am so glad that none of you had to actually participate in My Self Growth and Renewal because I am a Better ME than I have ever been.