There have been times when everything in my life is so very chaotic and spiraling out of control, and the only way I feel that I can slow down the craziness is to think about suicide. I mean really think about it.
The thought of death soothes me and quenches my thirst for the ache in the very pit of my stomach to stop.
I never thought I would fall in love with an abuser. I thought if an abuser walked into my life, I would know.
It taught me that boundaries are okay in a relationship. Actually, they’re vital for any healthy relationship to survive.
When I’m awake, everything that I see, hear, feel, touch, and smell triggers the trauma that lives within me.
You were so wrong for me, or so I thought, and I made an executive decision that I was wrong for you too. There I go again, pulling rank and making unilateral decisions that I had no right to.
One thing I’ve learned in life is that everyone will eventually tell you who they are. All that remains is for you to hear and listen to them, no matter how disappointing.
Your presence is what I hold on to when my life goes dark.
Since I started putting myself first, I’ve learned to tell people when they’ve hurt me and wounded my heart.
Through the decades, the media has indubitably played a significant role in portraying exaggerated stereotypes and myths of the sexually alluring Asian woman.