Childhood Traumas
I have been asked a few times there recently if well tell my story thru my child hood and my awakings and I have decided I well to do as best as I can. It seems thru this energy the memories have been scooting it way into my life more then I really wanted i have thought I was healed from it but due to some past events I realized I am not. I am slowly trying to let things into my life and fighting the battles I use to do it alone I thought I needed to and no one deserves to know what I have been thru I didn't and don't want pity from anyone or the argument that I felt I needed to shut down from it I need to be a little more open thru it all. I was taught from a very special person in my life that not everything is the same not everyone is the same and most of all not all men are the same. I have decided to write about both as best as I can thru the next few days or thru the next few weeks the world well know more about me more then my own family but then the only one that knows my story is my self. I have always been told my story well help another survive but then there a few of us that just keep to ourselves . One thing I well put out there is Hate is a strong word but so is Love but one thing I also have learn love can destory you but it can also heal you that you didn't know needed to heal....

