Ronni
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- Location
- Nashville TN
"There’s a strength there that’s born out of fire—for people who have walked through these things and are still here, there’s a magnificent layer of strength. Sometimes we forget it’s there, but it’s bright and shiny and sparkly, if you could see it. I’m a visual person. I visualize everything, so I visualize it as some kind of armor that we don’t even know we’re wearing. It’s beautiful in a heartbreaking kind of way—that beauty that makes you cry, not the beauty that makes you go, “Oh, wow.” Vanessa McDaniel, suicide survivor.
Her blog is amazing. AMAZING!!!! I read through her account, just riveted on every word. I know that strength of which she speaks. Mostly, I forget it's there, forget I'm wearing that armor, because when you've lived a life of hardship for a long time, you tend to forget about it, or take it for granted, or it just becomes part of you, like the color of your eyes or the bump on your nose. And then adversity happens, and you just warrior your way through it, and people say "how are you so strong to do that?" And that's when you remember that armor, and the life of hardship that made that armor, and then you just smile and say "I've been here before."
http://www.livethroughthis.org/vane...pHrl-zoGS51kDsUTeSdzk9BCoW1Bog52CtDUZYhb1DyX8
Maybe this blog speaks so loudly and eloquently to me because I can relate to much of what she's talking about. There are differences of course, my parents were wonderful, it was only when I got married that my misery started, and I became depressed and suicidal. And no sooner escaped that than started dealing with my son's addiction issues, and my life was filled with his overdoses and hospital stays, jail time and courts and fines and lost jobs and evictions and homelessness. It wasn't MY misery, but it kinda was because he's mine, y'know?
So maybe if you haven't lived with the kind of hardship she speaks of, this won't resonate with you like it did with me. Still, I'm sharing..its sheer power is a good read.
Her blog is amazing. AMAZING!!!! I read through her account, just riveted on every word. I know that strength of which she speaks. Mostly, I forget it's there, forget I'm wearing that armor, because when you've lived a life of hardship for a long time, you tend to forget about it, or take it for granted, or it just becomes part of you, like the color of your eyes or the bump on your nose. And then adversity happens, and you just warrior your way through it, and people say "how are you so strong to do that?" And that's when you remember that armor, and the life of hardship that made that armor, and then you just smile and say "I've been here before."
http://www.livethroughthis.org/vane...pHrl-zoGS51kDsUTeSdzk9BCoW1Bog52CtDUZYhb1DyX8
Maybe this blog speaks so loudly and eloquently to me because I can relate to much of what she's talking about. There are differences of course, my parents were wonderful, it was only when I got married that my misery started, and I became depressed and suicidal. And no sooner escaped that than started dealing with my son's addiction issues, and my life was filled with his overdoses and hospital stays, jail time and courts and fines and lost jobs and evictions and homelessness. It wasn't MY misery, but it kinda was because he's mine, y'know?
So maybe if you haven't lived with the kind of hardship she speaks of, this won't resonate with you like it did with me. Still, I'm sharing..its sheer power is a good read.