One of the biggest regrets of my life is not reading your books, "10 Stupid Things Women Do to Mess Up Their Lives" and "Bad Childhood, Good Life" when I was 18 years old. When I finally read your books, I cried all the way through.
I thought my high school sweetheart would be my salvation. I now realize I allowed my childhood pain to dictate the man I married. At the time, I sunk my claws in and held on for dear life. Here I am now, three kids later with a cheating husband.
I’m so sad for the little girl who never experienced unconditional love from her parents. But a momma bear awoke in my chest when I had my own children. I knew I had to protect them. And that's what I do. I’m a stay-at-home mom who homeschools. I force myself to get along with my husband and be the best example to my kids. But I also daydream about the future I can have once my youngest turns 18. It helps me.
My trauma may not be my fault, but my healing is my responsibility — not my children’s. I can’t thank you enough for showing me there is more to life than self-indulgence.
With much love, respect and gratitude,
Beth
My Healing Is MY Responsibility
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