Where Education Is Born
“I remember Broken being a lot less intense, lass.” I grumbled and dropped my self next to Bergen at the bar. “Where are we?” I asked, looking about the place. At first glance, I felt like we were in a 10th century tavern somewhere in the middle of… “Jorvik,” I said. “The Wandering Wench,” he …
“I imagine,” Imagination flashed a small smile, “it is because your Narcisstic Abuse Syndrome, your Relationship abuse, and your slavery threaten you where Number #1 is concerned, because he can hurt you. Raven was never in a position to hurt me. Ever.” I re-read the lines again. “But when your conditioning turned on,” Kallan continued. …
“I need a moment on this one, guys,” Joanna said, slipping back into her mind. “I want the Irish Cottage. I need the warmth of my cottage.” At once, the scene in my mind melted away to the once familiar wood floor boards in the kitchen. A table immediately to the right. To the left, …
Visibility is what the Narcissist teaches you love is. And every Narcissist has every Empath convinced of their charade. It is very important that you (and I) understand exactly what Visibility is and what it implies. You (and I) must understand the value of Visibility. Now. Visibility. Validation is Visibility. Validation is Confirmation that you …
Bullying is a painfully misunderstood topic in the US. Around the world, actually. We think bullying is just a boy on a playground beating up a smaller boy for his milk money. The movie “Mean Girls” depicts the cliquish female version of bullying. The phrase, “sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will …
We think we are looking for happiness. We are really looking for love. Happiness, I found. It’s love that eludes me. Happiness is just gratitude. So simple. So obvious, and yet, it isn’t until you practice true gratitude, that you find happiness. Even the words are synonymous. “I am happy for…” “I am grateful for…” …
As if I had been born into the demon’s layers, the filth of the world knew me from rebirth. They used me, enslaved me, muzzled me, and muted me. They consumed and drained, taking from me everything I had. But my magic ran deep. In the rain, I would dance and replenish my truth. In …
Time rolled on. Seasons changed. Generations came and went. And the worlds aligned. In the mountains of New York, I was born. As if they had known what I was, as if they could see the threads of magic in my blood, they took me, bound me, they enslaved me. Careful to keep an ever …
We have two primary parts of us that makes up who we are: Our desires and our ethics. Our actions must be aligned with our ethics. Our Voice is the tool used to communicate desires and ethics. Our Name defines us for ourselves and adds identity to who and what we are. It enforces and …
Going to therapy in those early days was like boot camp in reverse. It was like extraction. It was. I felt weak and feeble. Frail and lost. Confused. That’s what happens when your reality has been altered. I will say a million times over, that trauma survival, recovery, endurance, thriving is only a war over …