I am coming back to my online persona. I am letting Sara say things that shouldn’t be silent anymore. I was pro-disabled rights and now more than ever. I was someone that was emotionally wounded and now I am recovering. I surround myself with people who want me to achieve my goals. I am learning how to cook, bake, and genuinely love myself again. For a long time I didn’t realize who I was and wanted to be. I just wanted to keep up with my peers and others in my life.
It has taken me this long to want to be myself whatever that might be. I got to tell you starting over is tough. But one of my best liked posts was about my Training ground in my native land. Now I am in my next step trying to relearn everything I couldn’t understand in the past.
I have got to do this not only for myself… but also for my son. He is the reason I fight so hard with myself to make a difference for him and others just like him. I haven’t seen Wonder Woman yet… but trust me its on my list of must sees. I did though see Rouge One and felt empowered afterwards. Yes I can became my motto in life. Don’t give up became my mantra.
So I will keep up these online blogs to let my fans know that yes Molly/Sara is still standing.
During the holidays I try to do something nice for myself. It’s not a selfish thing when I tend to not ask for anything. Yes it was the fear talking saying I didn’t deserve it.
So I took small steps by deciding what creamer to drink with my coffee. Turns out snickerdoodle was the best of two worlds. A headset that I can use to listen to music and make calls.
I would say being nice with yourself is the best gift to anyone. You can’t help others if you are not taking care of yourself. 🤗☕
I like these suggestions!
God & Man1. Identify how your pain serves you. Nobody consistently self-sabotages without reason. The patterns and habits that you feel “stuck” in meet some kind of need. If you can’t let go of negativity, it’s because you are secretly using it for something. 2. Work on your ability to visualize. The only way to…
I realized how much I missed reading other bloggers. I missed being able to share posts that I thought other people might like. Lately the joy of life disappeared and left behind a dark cloud. That is not me. Even in tough situations I found a bit of something to smile about. The thought of not blogging broke my heart. How can you silence a single voice? How can you flicker out a flame? No I can hide and feel the emptiness push the air out of me. You got to be careful what you say. Have I done anything wrong, but take care of me? I realized this week that my heart needed that extra beat again. I got music added to my music library that gave me hope that things will change. Yes things seem dismal and I want to cover the blanket over my head. I look in the faces of people searching for a flicker of life. If I can’t see it the darkness says see it’s not there. I have to overcome this and not be swallowed by the dramatic pit.
I cried inside. That was me with my son at a younger age. Thank you Mer and happy anniversary!~Sara
On the 18th of February 2002, I took my 5-year-old daughter and a couple of garbage bags full of our stuff far away from my abusive ex. We left that fucking monster for good. We started over basically from scratch. Makes me that much stronger Makes me work a little bit harder It makes me […]