All my life, since I was a child.
I’ve taken broken things apart.
And learned how they work.
Then I fixed them.
Ok, ok… I admit it, I took things apart that weren’t broken too.
That used to make mom so angry!
All my life, since I was a child.
I’ve taken broken things apart.
And learned how they work.
Then I fixed them.
Ok, ok… I admit it, I took things apart that weren’t broken too.
That used to make mom so angry!
My healing journey has taken me way back to where I have identified some resentment started, which grew into anger, hatred, shame, guilt… Sometimes it feels like I am not making any progress but then I realize, yes, I am. So, this morning, after writing in my journal about identifying where resentment started, and acknowledging…