My journey of healing from psychological abuse



Something I can count on when I go through very difficult days, is that something big is going to come out of it. I should just learn to expect and accept that fact, by now. Nope. All I can seem to do is go into my tail-spin and pray for it to stop, come-what-may. The best way I can think to describe it is, it’s just like the ‘Wizard of Oz’ movie. The tornado comes along, one peaceful day in Kansas, and takes the house with Dorothy and Toto still inside. There is confusion when they land, and some funny looking scenery, but they land in a magical place, called ‘Oz’. The rest of the movie is full of drama, scary flying monkeys and one wicked witch (since Dorothy killed one with her house). Ok, movie memorial is over. My point is, during the tornado, all Dorothy could do…

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