Dear FutureMe

Miss Crabby Ass

I’ll get straight to the point. You’re at an all-time low in your life. You’ve been like this for the past few years.

You’ve let time pass by without taking care of your broken scars.
Feeling flawed, empty and alone and out of touch with your feelings, it’s hard to feel you belong anywhere. It’s hard to know what you want, feel or need. It’s hard to believe that it matters. It’s hard to feel that you matter.

I think it’s time to do something about those missed opportunities and allow yourself to heal. Stop internalizing. Being alone is frightening, unbearable, and is suffocating you.

The only person who can save you is yourself. This isn’t a fairy tale, this isn’t a movie, Prince Charming isn’t going to swoop in and save your dark soul. You have to live for yourself, you have to take care of yourself. You cannot…

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Trapped, Tribeless &Traumatized

Narcissistic Abuse left me a Traumatized Dysfunctional and Tribeless Hot Mess.

I’m going to write my life story to heal my scars from a life of a Toxic and Narcissistic Mother.

Damaged and broken so long, It’s either time to heal or be bamboozled for more emotional pain which most likely I’ll cause myself.

Trapped a lifetime with deep emotional scars that play in my head over and over again.

Held hostage by narcissistic mother is like suffering from ‘Stockholm Syndrome’.

I’m not very good at adulting. however I’d like to think that I’m a tough old broad.  

I’ll be writing about Addiction, Relapse, Relapse, and recovery.

Prisons, institutions, biker lifestyle,

Traveling, Interpol, gangster lifestyle,

Deportation from America To Amsterdam

Amsterdam Lifestyle, This is my first real attempt at writing life story. I have a lot to say, so I hope that you hang in there with me.

Black sheep are badasses, we flock together.

I am the black sheep in my family. 

Dear FutureMe

I’ll get straight to the point. You’re at an all-time low in your life. You’ve been like this for the past few years.

You’ve let time pass by without taking care of your broken scars.
Feeling flawed, empty and alone and out of touch with your feelings, it’s hard to feel you belong anywhere. It’s hard to know what you want, feel or need. It’s hard to believe that it matters. It’s hard to feel that you matter.

I think it’s time to do something about those missed opportunities and allow yourself to heal. Stop internalizing. Being alone is frightening, unbearable, and is suffocating you.

The only person who can save you is yourself. This isn’t a fairy tale, this isn’t a movie, Prince Charming isn’t going to swoop in and save your dark soul. You have to live for yourself, you have to take care of yourself. You cannot give the key to your happiness to someone else. You cannot do that, you cannot put that sort of responsibility and pressure on someone else. Only you can save yourself okay? You have to listen to your heart and listen to your gut. You need to take care of yourself. You need to stop putting harmful substances in your body,

Please stop hurting yourself
live your life passionately, let it radiate from your soul. Make magic. You are a magic woman. A strong-willed, stubborn, beautiful and intelligent woman. Who is more than capable of taking care of you than you

Who quieted your thunder? Stomped out your joy?
Stop procrastinating, write your memoir. I know that you are afraid to relive the trauma.
Because all the self-help books, Tony Robbins’ speeches, and ice cream in the world,
won’t change erase the betrayal of a narcissistic mother. Like the common cold of the soul, you just have to accept it.
when they take hold of you, and battle on through to the other side

Love and appreciate yourself. Continue to live outside your comfort zone, know that your potential is limitless.

You’re a tough old broad
You got this

Eric Clapton: Life in 12 Bars

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Eric Clapton: Life in 12 bars With Miss CrabbyAss

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Eric Clapton: Life in 12 Bars