Chapter 16: My Goodness: Why Didn’t I Leave (Part 2)

Maya here, guys. Trying to answer the question. Truth be told. I need time for recovery for the memory Facebook dished up.

No worries. I will get to it by next week. Promise.

And here is the bright side… Life is so much better in the “after” of abuse. Truth. Confidence. LOVE!! People and experiences that renew my belief in the world and its goodness. My my my-my! If you’re willing to do the work and crawl through the mental mud and the sadness; you do come out on the other side. Maybe not better at first, but out. For sure, out. And being out of abuse is so much a better place to be.

People will even start to tell you you’re LUCKY.

#Truth

And that is ok. Most people will have zero idea what you climbed out of and how some days each breath is an act of courage. The fact is, you are lucky (I am lucky) but the luck is accompanied by a huge amount of effort, time, commitment and investment in yourself.

And more naps.

And less booze.

More to come… because I just don’t have it in me at all.