Archive for ‘My Own Blogs’

Why do I Blog …What is the reason?


Well, to be honest I do blogs to get to understand those that are on here and this is for many reasons I have a very interesting past and I believe everything happens for a reason.

We tend to take our lives for granted and we never believe our lives are worth much which is sad because I myself have thought that many times in my own life.

I am not on here to be perfect nor am I on here to preach anything that isn’t the truth however, we do tend to have a bit of fun and poke fun at myself mostly or how I actually feel.

But, to be perfectly honest I do this to understand myself express how I feel about my eccentric life which really isn’t however, I have had life that most people would not be aware of and because I so want to complete my studying this may take me sometime as it can be difficult even for me to do.

It means I have to be present, honest, true to myself, those who read some of my piffle but, when I do write about my past sometimes it is easy and sometimes I will write it and I will delete it mainly because it scares the shit out of me for many reasons.

I don’t believe in wanting to dwell on my past but, what I do believe is our paths in our lives is very important and I so want to help those that have similar understandings and most of all help those that I know I can understand those that have walked a simular path as I have.

You see if it wasnt for some wonderful persons that need I say have helped me open my eyes to a lot of things which I thank them even though they may not think I have … So, thank you and I do love you all very much there may not be many that do know about my path but, I do wish for them to know that I do love them and I hold them very close to my heart and soul.. So, to my closest, dearest, imaginary, invisibly, visible and gorgeous souls always know that without those that held my hand and hugged my soul when I wept I thank you so very much with all of my heart and soul…

So, this is why I do this and want to help those that have been hurt through loosing a child through either divorce or wrongly accused for disgraceful ruling due to unfairly being accused or losing their child to suicide, death, tragic and even to those moms that had to let go of children due to rape, drugs, being hurt my others that should never occurred, have nearly hurt themselves due to their own despair and many other reasons that I wish to hold on further for my own growth and understanding.

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So, this is a little to why I want to be here and do what I do because I truly care for others that have been treated unfairly, truly hurtful and devastating occurrences that only those will understand inside themselves…

It is never easy nor is it something that anyone can do.. but, for me I have to do this because I want too and it is inside my own soul, self and most of all my heart cannot .. Not do it.. if that makes any sense..

So, yes, that is why I get on here rant and rave, do funny things and some really odd things it is never difficult it is frustrating because it can be hard to understand myself..

We all learn differently none of us are stupid nor are we psycho nor do we do this because someone else wants us too.. I do it because that is what I want to do… so as I grow and understand myself more I will share with you more as I grow..

Thank you, Franny xxx

To a Dear Friend… and Loved ones…


Hey Candii here,

(Before I type this I wanted to say this, when you can’t identify a strong emotional feeling by name and you know it’s amazing..by how it feels or makes you feel effortlessly well, that is love saying your worth it so take my gift back and make sure you 3 never give up because. it is called LOVE)

I wanted to share something with you on a few things I have learnt today, when people use language including myself you must realize that if someone doesn’t like what you say then they do have the right to voice it.. or in some cases stay silent.

The reason why they need to voice it is on many levels and that is tone, sound, how you word your words on higher and lower, it can and maybe very destructive to others.

I have noticed including myself there is many people who suffer depression, PTSD, trauma, anxiety, have been hurt very badly, including rape and I detest using that word.

Sometimes when we share our views on our personal environment (me included) can and will either hinder, hurt, make others feel less than what they should feel, words on a blog, email and even a letter sent you must understand that if you talk with thinking your better, or knowledge is more personalized with a topic you MUST expect others to read it and state their view.

I spoke to a family member today and without going to far into it .. I realized that tone and manner not to mention that dismissed attitude that I was once fond of for many years “did effect me today”.

I write mostly about stupid idiot rubbish which I will delete with time once I get my thought process together I must use better language and I must be present and I must understand that what once was my thought process isn’t now..

I know this so much I can taste it…

I wrote about Friends with Benefits, who am I kidding, I am using my heart, soul, and feelings and I have to be bloody honest, how hard would that be for me now..

Bloody hard, I am now awake, I know I can and act like anyone, with a loose tongue and a attitude that no one is close to my heart.. what a load of crap!

If I consider you as a friend how the hell can I separate my feelings, my heart, and how my head is, I know me, why do you think somethings are hard or difficult for me..  nothing good is ever easy.. so make sure you do it for the right reasons and not just something your doing!!!

Because you could hurt those you love and that they love you..

Risking my self seemed so effortless in my younger years but, not so easy now in my older years.. I really have to take in how I feel about those individuals and my own feelings so I am trying to understand with frustration sometimes on how that is set.

Set and Settings remember – take this as a compliment because yes, once upon a time thank god in my past I could be like “don’t care” now I do.. and I love being like this however, its very scary for me.. perhaps that is a good thing.. it means more, real and many other flavors, levels and feelings that once was is back and present.

I would be totally and utterly devastated that I had hurt anyone that I care about with my words that I use now, because that really isn’t me.. That person was me when I forgot to use my heart.. now I use my heart.. and it hurts if I hurt another person that I care about.

Remember words, are important, so when you say something, do something you make sure you do it for the right reasons and never , ever, take any of it for granted.

Because life is too short, yes, and too beautiful to use bad language just to prove a stupid, pointless banter about bull shit..

Love, your life, Live it, if you don’t like what another says on a blog then send him/her to buggery because at the end of the day.. you will only invest in those that understand how others feel, how others would feel if reading anyone’s blogs..

So, from now on.. meet me half way so at least I know I am not going to hurt myself or others going forward.. if not I get you and love you anyway xxx

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So, I had to say the above because it was on my mind and people on these blogs can be insulting, rude, shameful, hurtful and quite cruel because using words of expressing what they think is there feelings well I am sorry it can and will be cruel to those we care and love, dear friends, husbands, wives, partners, and even family.. so be mindful of using better words and think before you type..

So, with Love I say….once I lost that emotion by being numb, slowly it crept up behind me and said, hello remember me .. and I said, I remember you your Love)

Awww that is so cute….

However, if your a nastisistic asshole please use those correct words as that is actually what it reads… sorry… fellow blogger..

Don’t read this.. its me abusing society and having a winge..


Doomed if you do.. Doomed if you don’t…..

Wow, I am a little angry and very disappointed in others that seem to say a lot and for some reason leave me less than convinced that they are being real themselves.

I hate to finger point I really do.. but, for some reason you people seem to love to label, gossip, laugh, think those who went through so much is less than your trouble.

I just don’t understand … you…..

What is it that seems to be so unbelievable, but yet you are still here… go figure, what on earth is wrong with you… it isn’t me your stopping passed to see.. it is actually yourself because either A. Your not quite convinced that I am telling the story correctly or B. Your looking for some bullshit lie that you seem that I will vomit out of my frigging ass hole??

I don’t get it.. let’s retrace your life sweet heart and tear you apart once again, because frankly I am unsure according to all my own insecurities about my own life (talking about you all) I am perfect (YOU)

Now, I must be a slow learner or I have an issue with society because frankly it’s been so lovely to me.. or I have issues with men, women, oh I dunno, pretty much everything that moves right?

So, please tell me what language I am speaking?

Please tell me that my life has been the best of the best.. and list each time you firstly know me? which you don’t, even give a rats by reading this? which you don’t, or will you even remember my dribble next week Sunday with your family.. I doubt it..

Just in case you missed it I typed a number… look up to find .. it

 

20 minutes later.. well thank you for reading my shit.. first time you took the time to do so…. and I bet a comment will be out of the question…??

Just in case your friends see you put a comment against a crazy angry chick that has given everything and all she is looking for is a bit of old fashion manners and a splash of kindness…

Pity next time ask me to my face what you think about life… ask me how I feel about you, ask me what my thoughts are about sexuality, humanity, depression, water.. (through that in…just like the number)

If you wish to understand something… as if she will tell you when her mind trying hard to understand herself.. at least she is trying to give it her go..

But, whatever, judge her, belittle her, and make her feel worthless, because guess what society.. she does not give a toss… because no fucker gave a toss about her..

She walked alone.. who was your partner that you took along for the bullshit ride to laugh, hurt, and make her feel less like the rest..

Congrats Society you win… medal in the post with ASSHOLE written all over it..

Proud moment peeps

 

 

Play together.. so you can Stay together…


 

Life is amazing and scary and many, many things the most terrifying moments for me is to be present… Why?

Because of never being able to have the present real.. expectations are never true, the expectations of surprise and happiness taken away within an instance and feeling forever feeling never, ever enough for anyone!

This song I will do anything normally not to listen to it because frankly it means I have to listen and be present and never, ever, ever, be belated… why?

Because it is never, ever, true, it’s made up of dreams, beliefs, that beautiful experience most people get that is called LOVE…

It reminds me of being that little girl at Christmas and my expectations where so pure and that big huge SMILE of thank you.. that I feel loved..

That feeling of Love and Love looking back by just a smile, glance and that most precious feeling of a warm and loving hug.. knowing you are the only thing in the world that matters…

That it me is a dream that one day I had hope would happen to me..

 

Time…….. the beat is like a heart, beating harder, louder, deeper, purer, it has no end and randomly beats when it sees the eyes of the one that it loves and that loves it…

Pure love is my hidden passion where it’s full of smiles, ease, peace, harmony, endless talks about living, loving, seeing, travelling with the earth, growing and forever being real….

Listen to the beat of the song below…. simply beautiful… these words everything I write going forward is how I will write……how I feel….. how I love and most of all how I see things through my own eyes……………… I am me being me there is no reason, why’s, who’s and when’s that is just now………………………………………………………………. x

 

 

 

Beautifully said…….. I want to live gorgeous video of seduction, sexual thirst, hunger, desire and passion………

wicked hot nights sweting, dripping, with panted breaths, longing to hear, feel undressed, skin on skin….

naked and desired….

Now that is how you fuck……

 

Time for me to be me again….. I cannot just be… I require more…that this… don’t you agree…

Play together.. so you can Stay together…


 

Life is amazing and scary and many, many things the most terrifying moments for me is to be present… Why?

Because of never being able to have the present real.. expectations are never true, the expectations of surprise and happiness taken away within an instance and feeling forever feeling never, ever enough for anyone!

This song I will do anything normally not to listen to it because frankly it means I have to listen and be present and never, ever, ever, be belated… why?

Because it is never, ever, true, it’s made up of dreams, beliefs, that beautiful experience most people get that is called LOVE…

It reminds me of being that little girl at Christmas and my expectations where so pure and that big huge SMILE of thank you.. that I feel loved..

That feeling of Love and Love looking back by just a smile, glance and that most precious feeling of a warm and loving hug.. knowing you are the only thing in the world that matters…

That it me is a dream that one day I had hope would happen to me..

 

Time…….. the beat is like a heart, beating harder, louder, deeper, purer, it has no end and randomly beats when it sees the eyes of the one that it loves and that loves it…

Pure love is my hidden passion where it’s full of smiles, ease, peace, harmony, endless talks about living, loving, seeing, travelling with the earth, growing and forever being real….

Listen to the beat of the song below…. simply beautiful… these words everything I write going forward is how I will write……how I feel….. how I love and most of all how I see things through my own eyes……………… I am me being me there is no reason, why’s, who’s and when’s that is just now………………………………………………………………. x

 

 

 

Beautifully said…….. I want to live gorgeous video of seduction, sexual thirst, hunger, desire and passion………

wicked hot nights sweting, dripping, with panted breaths, longing to hear, feel undressed, skin on skin….

naked and desired….

Now that is how you fuck……

 

Time for me to be me again….. I cannot just be… I require more…that this… don’t you agree…

Beliefs are Magical, Mystical and most of all it is Freedom of living


 

Imagine a life of beliefs, Imagine a life of wonderment, imagination, magical events, and Empowerment of ones self…

When we are young we imagine so easily, to be a Astranaut, Nurse, Doctor, Priest, getting married, having children, climbing that mountain, running a race …

We all have beliefs sometimes we have those anchors that hold us back but, we rise above the harsh experiences and we learn and we grow…

We change… did you know that we Change and you dont even see youself doing it..

The hardest thing in this world is to change… but, we do.. we learn something new.. and we go okay lets do it.. or grab an empty suit case and we run down to the airport and we close our eyes and we pick there..

Why is it that we find life so hard, so difficult to believe, if a person is a good person why on earth would you hurt them, you would embrase their courage, hug them and say you are so brave and you did so well and they appreciate those small little words but, it means more to them then breathing this air we take for granted.

We are all unique and beautiful we just need like minded people to listen to us, believe us and just like us for being just that different.

That to me is strength, truth, love, all those beautiful words we all are so lazy by taking those who we trust and love for granted .. let me tell you I do not take anyone that I feel has a soul that loves… as week.. it is the strength that most of us don’t have..

Move your ass off that couch and do something spectacular…. and enjoy it…. love it and pat yourself on the back for being brave enough to try… and that is living a life…

And if those that you are around don’t understand you move to another area and they will gravitate towards you because you are so true.. and truth is Empowerment..

And it is Beautiful…. that is all we can do.. in this small amount of time… so make sure you change every day do something you dont normally do… sing, dance, live, drink, eat, whatever you want to do…. just do it with humility…

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Everything Happens for a Reason…


This feeling of walking into YOUR own house at 11pm 6 months after you get married and after finishing a 11 long hours at a hotel at the age of 21 years of age. (Just turned)

This feeling of walking into YOUR own house at 11pm 6 months after you get married and after finishing a 11 long hours at a hotel at the age of 21 years of age. (Just turned)

This isnt a good start to any relationship at any age and after doing a long day/night at work.

Right!

We either deal with or we either ignore it or divorce it or allow it.

Sad but it does happen to some of us.

Life is as tough as you want it to be.

Or as beautiful as you want it to be.

So the motto of this story is to be honest, loving, truthful, and to love those who deserve your love and to remember just because he/she didn’t the first time it will happen one day.

So, enjoy your life because your worth it.

Just sharing mine with you xxx

Life does not Come with a Road Map


Remember that your thoughts, feelings, emotions, your personal Trauma, will mean something to you, when and if you allow it too!!!

Life does not come with a Road Map now does it!!

So you have choices or do you?? and if you understand your journey in your own life you will understand that all Roads leads to ROME..

Not just 1 ROAD 🙂

Funny how all things turn out upside down, sideways, in life!

We take so long to work out our story we funnily find out that the story you work out is about who you really are.. let me sort of explain what I am trying to say…

When we live our lives and depending on the road surface, which means how bumpy it is or can be as we go through that journey we start if we are lucky enough to allow ourselves to see this.  We then start to chip away at the scenery of what is in front of you as we walk!

Our eyes start to open up and then what occurs is our vision going forward is clearer, I believe in every station has a story, however, never think that just because your past was a little rocky I guess as we walk it and this all depends of the leverage of how harsh it was to walk in the first place.

Remember that all Roads, Leads to Rome, which means, it’s okay, be a little gentle on yourself, don’t try to be so harsh and negative on how you got there.. look at where you are standing right now!

We tend to be drawn at giving ourselves such a hard time, we focus on stupid, crap, all the time, we never focus on the amazing qualities we bring to ourselves and those that are positive in our lives.

Our Earth and Our learnings are so very NEW we really an amazing miracle of life as human beings, we range in so many different levels of ourselves on this Earth and we never seem to focus on the “positives” and the “qualities” and those beautiful “ideas”, that we verbally converse with each other on a daily level.

We end up looking at levels of knowledge and education, rather than philosophy, which if you really think about it that is where we get our ideas from!

So, think back every idea we have as a human being is an idea that we either let go of or we are driven towards it because it means something to us.. Remember, knowledge is all based on a person’s idea, a persons curiosity, a persons spoken word, a persons stupid prank, a persons emotional desire to tell someone they love them and why, we hold onto those because they mean something that is important to them!

Then what we do when we like this sentence, joke, idea, strategy, we then share it to others that possibly would like it, or we share it and even though they don’t like it more than likely that person within another group will say it in jest but, without them even knowing it the like it!

Do you understand what I am trying to say?

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Everything in this world is based on our choices of “LIKE”, which either ends up on a Dictionary, Encyclapedia, or even GODS, words himself end up in the Bible, because someone said something that another person liked!

That is Knowledge!!!

That is Sexual Preference!!

That is life as simple as – Oh, I think that idea makes sense…

 

So, be kind to yourself and those that you love, words can and will matter!!

I leave you with the knowledgable and talented PINK!!

And my personal favourate “Beautiful Trauma”

 

Lyrics
We were on fire
I slashed your tires
It’s like we burned so bright we burned out
I made you chase me
I wasn’t that friendly
My love, my drug, we’re fucked up, oh
‘Cause I’ve been on the run so long they can’t find me
You waking up to remember I’m pretty
And when the chemicals leave my body
Yeah, they’re gonna find me in a hotel lobby ’cause
mm tough times they keep coming
All night laughing and fucking
Some days like I’m barely breathing
Then after we were high and the love dope died, it was you
The pill I keep taking
The nightmare I’m waking
There’s nothing, no nothing, nothing but you
My perfect rock bottom
My beautiful trauma
My love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my drug, we’re fucked up
You punched a hole in
The wall and I framed it
I wish I could feel things like you
Everyone’s chasing
That holy feeling
And if we don’t stay lit, we’ll blow out
Blow out
‘Cause we’ve been on the run so long they can’t find us
Who’s gonna have to die to remind us
That it feels like we chose this blindly
Now I’m gonna fuck up a hotel lobby ’cause
These tough times they keep coming
Last night I might have messed it up again
Some days like I’m barely breathing
Then after we were high and the love dope died, it was you
The pill I keep taking
The nightmare I’m waking
There’s nothing, no nothing, nothing but you
My perfect rock bottom
My beautiful trauma
My love (my love), my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my drug, we’re fucked up
Mmm tough times they keep coming
All night laughing and fucking
Some days like I’m barely breathing
Then after we were high and the love dope died, it was you
The pill I keep taking
The nightmare I’m waking
There’s nothing, no nothing, nothing but you
My perfect rock bottom
My beautiful trauma
My love, my love, my drug, oh

If you liked or agreed or disagreed with my comments above I would love to hear from you??

Good Will Hunting.. the Famous Robin Williams.. did this role beautifully!


Like I said, this tells a tail of alot of us and per say some of us, in all if we where subjected to abuse, trauma, etc, and recovered (when I say recovered i say this tongue in cheek) I will also say, with anything in life a CHILD who does survive such hideous, depending on this scale will and no doubt have a distorted outcome on their adult life.

This will vary in each of us and that level of abuse a child is subjected to.. we must understand sometimes, we unaware of our biggest Friend or Foe, the SUBCONSCIOUS MIND, this area of how we adapt is questionable!

Which means depending on what the abuse is.. if it is sexual then who can tell until the are older how they look at life sexually!!

For me well, As that famous commercial that sold alot of chicken.

“I like it like that”, Finger licking good!” ha!

https://www.psychologytoday.com/au/blog/compassion-matters/201805/it-s-not-your-fault-overcoming-trauma#=_

I do agree with the above and here is the link that states it very well.. have a read

There is a famous scene in the film Good Will Hunting where Robin Williams, playing a therapist, compassionately repeats the line “It’s not your fault” to Will, a troubled young man with self-destructive tendencies, who happens to be a genius.

The line is a response to the revelation of abuse Will endured as a child.

At first, Will is dismissive of the statement, but as his therapist steadily repeats “It’s not your fault,” he becomes increasingly agitated.

Finally, he erupts into emotion, tearfully allowing the meaning of the words to sink in. This scene is a powerful signification of what trauma can do to a human being.

It is also a testament to the importance of anyone who has experienced trauma embracing the irrefutable reality that it is not their fault.

The character Will may have been a victim of what’s often referred to as “big T trauma,” which can include serious abuse or a life-threatening event.

However, a person does not have to have experienced an explicitly existential event to experience trauma. “Little t trauma” comprises events that may not sound as dramatic as that of war, devastation, or extreme violence, but that significantly impact individuals by causing them distress, fear, or pain and, therefore, change the way they see themselves, other people, and the world around them.

Too often, people seek excuses to dismiss, bury, or overlook both big and little t trauma. They may tell themselves “it was not that bad,” “others had it worse,” or “remembering won’t do any good anyway.” Or they even say things like, “I deserved it,” “I was a bad/difficult kid,” “or “yes, it was hard at the time, but it made me the strong independent person I am today.”

sneeky peeky – As the Beautiful PINK says it so well, Beautiful Trauma,

They’re resistant to facing what they endured and what it’s done to them.

Whether we try to bury or ignore it or not, the impact of a person’s trauma remains. The American Psychological Association wrote that “traumaticevents challenge an individual’s view of the world as a just, safe and predictable place.”

Back to my thoughts see my link about my own life… https://thecandiiclub.com/2018/05/29/can-you-identify-who-is-more-driven-to-suicide/https://thecandiiclub.com/2018/05/29/can-you-identify-who-is-more-driven-to-suicide/

This shake-up to a person’s very worldview changes the course of their life.

“The effects of unresolved trauma can be devastating,” wrote Dr. Peter Levine, author of Healing Trauma.

Like I said, in my previous link on this page….. https://thecandiiclub.com/2018/05/29/can-you-identify-who-is-more-driven-to-suicide/

“It can affect our habits and outlook on life, leading to addictions and poor decision-making.

It can take a toll on our family life and interpersonal relationships. It can trigger real physical pain, symptoms, and disease. And it can lead to a range of self-destructive behaviors.”

The emotional or physical abuse and the pain people have experienced early in life bends them out of shape in many ways, most of which the person is unaware. The mistreatment of an individual within a family is something my father, psychologist and author Robert Firestone(link is external), has described as a “human rights violation(link is external).” He’s written extensively about the toll interpersonal pain and traumatic childhood conditions can have on a person’s freedom and expression of individuality, including that they lead to the formation of powerful psychological defenses(link is external).

“No child is born bad or sinful; rather, the psychological defenses that children form early in life are appropriate to actual situations that threaten the emerging self,” wrote(link is external) Firestone.

“These defenses attempt to cope with and minimize painful experiences and emotions suffered in one’s developmental years; however, as noted, the defensive adaptation tends to become increasingly dysfunctional.”

People who have experienced trauma may form these defensive adaptations to protect themselves early in life, but these very adaptations can go on to limit them when danger is no longer present.

Young children who’ve experienced trauma tend to internalize much of their pain, blaming themselves for their suffering and struggling with feelings of guilt and shame.

This is especially true of trauma experienced at the hands of parents and trusted family members, as young children often find it too threatening to see the faults of their parents fully.

When a child is born, trusting their parents is a matter of survival, and seeing their parent as neglectful, uncaring, or even abusive can feel like a threat to that survival.

As a result, the child forms defenses to cope with painful circumstances, and they internalize their suffering, seeing it as a reflection of some deficiency in their own personality.

They distort their image of themselves to make sense of their maltreatment and believe themselves deserving of the pain they endure. It never fails to surprise me when children as young as 5-years-old reveal their “critical inner voice(link is external)s,” harsh, self-hating attacks that they think about themselves.

Where did these ideas come from and how do they influence the child’s formation of their self?

My Captain, My Captain

Who is Watching YOU??


If you have one of those friends who thinks they are being tracked by I dunno, perhaps Aliens.. then I suggest you watch this video….

Handy tracking numbers that will revile ALL…

 

Watch this Video and track who is tracking you on your Mobile Phone..

Did you know that anyone can get your personal information and read your private messages?

We’ve gathered the most useful codes for smartphones all in one video, together with some instructions on how to detect intruders.

Please read this Message it is addressed to you ALL…. with all my love xx


Today I wanted to share with you my journey however, I have to say I would rather not go back into my past as I feel that I am done with that drama and nothing good comes from my past apart from those who I love family, friends and my husband, oh, sorry our two dogs Bella and Chino..

I believe in good people and when I say good people I mean “family”, you see not everyone has to be of the same blood line it can be great mates who made your life easier and you made theres and then you have wonderful memories of times that have past going overseas seeing beautiful places, having memories of weddings and lovely dinners with friends.

Not everything has to be dark and gloomy.. we all have a past that can or has effected us good, bad and ugly if you wish, you are not responsible for others hurting you, you are not responsible for being bullied, you are not responsible for adult treating children badly

You are only responsible for YOU being happy which can be many forms for play like, walking down the beach with your friends, watching a movie with a close friend or family, laughing at a funny joke, taking a beautiful trip overseas with a loved one.

You see the above are simple but, easy things we all have done or are doing so enjoy this time in your life and be happy for you..

No-one can take your spirit away from you, your mind is a powerful, beautiful thing you should use it and use it wisely in a good way..  in a loving way.. our mind and our hearts are simply full with love and understanding so read those books, watch those romantic movies, take your partners outside and tell them everyday that you love them.

Love is the Key you see, my biggest love in the world is my husband I hope he knows that, never met quite a character who loves, adores and will do pretty much anything for you.. and me.. (you btw means his friends and family..and me of course)

We walk a path each and everyone of us and my thoughts are try to do the best you possibly can because if you don’t the past experiences that has occurred with stop you and disable your entire life going forward.

So, my suggestion is this try and get help (I didn’t and that is probably why I had a few hitches) I came from a age where we didn’t talk such things we where told to brush your dirt off and stand up and start walking.. so I did and it did work.

Help is amazingly good for you, don’t be scared, don’t think badly of it, sometimes it is easier to talk to someone that you do not know so they can give you a more unbiast answer to help you going forward.

I do understand each day can be difficult, I do understand somedays you can hardly breath because something inside you is struggling with each and every breath, but, with help from a Professional it will get better.

They will help you with Mental Health Plans and this will help with talking to those wonderful caring people who devote their life to helping those who cannot help themselves, I have so noticed in the last 6 months there are so many of us, us yes again we who cannot help ourselves must go and get help (ME)

All I ever really wanted to be when I grew up was TWO things.. a Mother with at least 2 children, that was my first dream to be the best I could, I tried, but, obviously not hard enough my trauma of my past was too severe I didnt realise it at the time but, I did what was right.

The second thing was to be either a missionary (I know seriously gosh I so did, or a counsellor) which is exactly what I am aiming for so, let’s cross our or not fingers and I will keep you posted… oh deary me..(sorry had a bit of a giggle)

We cannot go back, re-write the past however, we can go forward and enjoy our lives with the best of our mights and live it with those who want you in their life, love them for all your might and laugh until you cannot laugh anymore..

 

I am writing this because we are all survivors of our past so please don’t let the past effort your future by being victims..

Love Franny xxx

Remember to do this below.. and live, love and laugh..

 

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Pps.. if you got down this far… the reason I didnt become a missionary I was made to watch a movie that all 3 women died.. it was quite something… I think I was 10 years old.. (trust me I am not giggling but, sounds a bit morbid, however, I do think my parents meant no harm) 🙂

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