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Healing
Since writing my last post about hearing feedback about my high school teacher Dr Skulas telling authorities about the abuse I had went through, I was assuming I was going to enter some miraculous place of healing and find a deeper … Continue reading
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Tagged borderline personality disorder, BPD, DBT skills, DID, freedom, hurt, pain, Parts Therapy, perception, photo journaling, self-love
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My Life Today
What does it mean to have our strength renewed like the eagle’s? Eagle’s aren’t particularly strong except in flight, and in their ability to soar high in the sky. When we ask God to gives us an eagle’s strength, we … Continue reading
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Tagged 1 Peter 4:16, 2 Corinthians 12:9, Amy Gracey, beauty, Biblical discipline, choices, decisions, freedom, God, gratefulness, Hebrew 4:16, Hebrews 12:11, Hebrews 12:4-11, His story for my life, hope, images, life, loving discipline, Matthew 10:39, pain, photo journaling, reasons why, soaring, spiritual renewal, spirituality, strength, what is gained
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His Story for Me
I am planning to tell my narrative and I have completed a timeline of sorts. It Happened Like This The Year was 1975 I was born Viet Nam war ended Steelers defeated Vikings Unemployment was 8.5% Federal Debt $541.9 Billion … Continue reading
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Tagged a mother's love, abandoned, being a child, cancer survivor, child abuse, child sexual abuse, condemnation, deficiency, emotionally absent, family, federal debt, football, freedom, gas prices, God, hopeless, hopes and dreams, hurt, life as a survivor, molestation, moving, moving cross country, my story, needing to be saved, no hope, no where to go, no where to turn, Oscar, perspective of one's life, President, PTSD, rape, scared little girl, survivorship, teenage years, teenagers, the year 1975, trauma, Twenty-Mule Team Road, unemployment, Viet Nam, what I loved to do as a child, what I wanted to be
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