After I had my last child birth I had severe post partum and didn't understand what was wrong with me. She was my third daughter and I had my tubes tied since I did not want any more children. At the time my marriage was rocky and contributing my depression and was not any help. This ordeal lasted for over five years and escalated into anxiety and panic attacks. Seeking several counsellors I was told to journal and express my thoughts. My subconscious felt "What if someone found it and read it?" What if that someone
was my husband? Much of my frustration was about him. Long story short he had ripped pages from my
journal and had them stored under a file in his filing cabinet. For what reason I don't know. I was furious and wondered why would he do that? Who would take his wife's journal entries and have them hidden?We divorced and I am thankful to have moved on. What is trust? Can we trust people? I was raised that you should treat others as you would want to be treated. This world is not like that. If your waiting good luck because people are rude and ignorant and don't give a damn about your needs and wants. People are waiting for "What's in it for me?" I believe that there are good people out there and they do mean well. Not everyone are so-in so's and heading for hell really. This has been one of my hurdles and I take it daily. Today I am learning that a business takes time and I need trust that it well. To have faith in my business an know that it will come.
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