The past is past,
this is my story:
I have mentioned being
broken
when I met my Love
Due to not knowing my worth,
poor self-esteem,
stinking thinking,
misplaced love,
call it what you wish,
For far too long
ten years
I allowed myself to stay in
a verbally and physically abusive,
marriage.
Why?
Because I made a commitment.
When I was 20.
I didn’t think that I could
live without this man.
In my naivety I thought
that marriage could be
one-sided
that I could change him
that it was okay.
When I found out, witnessed,
the unfaithfulness, adultery,
another woman, game over-
that was the deal-breaker for me.
Done, done, done.
Sure, after awhile
I looked okay on the outside.
I went to college, got a great job,
moved away, and raised my children.
But I was terribly scarred.
Hurt.
Broken.
I swore to NEVER
let myself get back
in a situation like that again.
Ever.
I was not going to be let myself
be shattered again.
My heart was impenetrable.
The fortress was locked,
the walls were high and thick.
Fifteen years later, enter my Love.
To be continued…
207 & 19/365 XO Lisa
Grateful, Thankful, and Mending! 
Lisa, thank you for sharing your life story. Many of us have walked through our own set of life’s challenges.
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You are welcome. I understand everyone has their own set of challenges to face. Those challenges we overcome make us the people we are today! ❤️
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