Category: A Woman’s Plight

“Risking to love again takes bravery to a whole new level.”

“Finding out that you’ve been lied to in the most horrendous ways when it is too late to attempt to salvage the relationship.”

I’m not sure anymore
What makes one good

Is it sharing the same dreams or
The feeling of being understood?

Is it only transitory
Transactionality?

Is it bonding of the heart
Or all just a mind’s game?

“I look around at what I have been, what I am, and what I am creating.

I still have amazing capacities to love and nourish, but I can no longer afford to give of my heart without it being reciprocated.

I can give to children, community, friends, and relatives, but my partnership…this is something sacred.”

“I have worked hard for, advocated for, and chased love.

It’s time that it courts me.”

“A man I love and admire grows farther away from me.

One I glimpse almost daily, it seems will never approach me.

And the one who wants contact only wants an occasional piece of me.”

Here comes another “insurmountable” deadline.

She had to realize that this was her life, now.

One struggle to survive after another.

“I need things, too.”

“I need lots of ‘yes’ signals in my life as I am battling too much pain and resistance toward overcoming trials and achieving success.

I am just tired.

Period.

I need positive, easy reinforcements.”

“It’s important because it helps us dream dreams to overcome the falseness of ‘reality.'”

“I am on my own.”

For feminine to yield
Male must amend.

Standing and fighting for the little patches of ground upon which she stood had become her instinctual default.

She didn’t know how to loosen her grip and trust any other process without a trusted partner’s help and guidance.

She needed him to reach for her, take her hands, and help awaken her from slumber.

“For as much as we might yearn for this, we have been dissuaded by acculturation.”

Sometimes it was as if he could read her mind and they shared a soul connection.

“I gave…

And gave…

And then gave more…

Now, it’s my turn to receive.”

“When true love is suppressed, deflected, ignored, and humiliated under years of extreme pressure, one’s soul can begin to die unless it fights back with equal measure.

He was surprised to find my anger raging.”

“I have got to focus on breaking past this internal barrier to get into making music.”

“When it hits hard, I try to back up and remember trends of recovery from previous difficulties.”

“When it’s down to pennies, it’s hard to feel justified for existing.”

” I keep writing to see myself clearly – but even when I do, part of me is still not accepting my own identity’s validity.”

“To fall in love, again…and to again have love turn away from me.”

She knew what they had done to her was wrong, and kept working to countermand it.

“To keep unfolding and evolving while being in a relationship?

I have not had a partner who was growing parallel to me.

What is the goal?

Do we seek someone just like us in compatability?

And to what extent – how do we keep the dynamic yummy-spicey?”

“The phrase should actually be called self deflection / aversion training – which is very difficult to overcome when it has also been integrated into a way to keep surviving.”

“I have bedn so unseen and so midunderstood that apparently I need to declare aspects of myself so that I may be my own witness.

And how else can I claim identity’s individuality when people no longer take the time to get to know each other?”

“I come from an age where all body types, shapes, and sizes of women were considered to have desirability aspects.

Now, I feel very uncertain that a man will appreciate my unique combination due to the brainwashing of societal strong-arming by social media.”

“We sing its praise, but it’s still empty, hollow, and fleeting.”

“The guitar’s right there – and I still won’t just pick it up.

My only hope is getting back into school to force myself out of this rut!”

“I don’t have my sh** together.”