Finding My Voice-and my lil pink axe

While striving to honor the authentic voice of who I am, I have realized a profound lack of vision for my life…no goals, other than to just hurt less…to feel and cause less pain. In my family of origin and marriage, my pain was categorized for me in one of three ways:
- pain I caused
- pain I deserved
- pain I imagined
For each of which, comfort was unavailable. (more…)
In my life I can’t help but marvel at the grim, if not blind determination to force people places and things to BE different from how
they are. This behavior is typically paired with barely contained rage or smugness, dependent on the outcome.