Drowning In Secrets

     Wow… what a powerful image… DROWNING IN SECRETS. That's the expression one of our readers used to describe her experience of abuse. It hit home with me on several different levels. First of all,  I, too, feel my life has been overflowing with secrets… secrets that are pulling me under. And secondly… in real life, I do not swim! I never learned how, even at Girl Scout camp long, long ago. The thought of not being able to draw a breath, to be totally surrounded by a liquid atmosphere that I cannot breathe… terrifying! 

     All those secrets, and of course the lies that are generated because of them… Well, it's a lot of weight. It can drag you down. And it does seem to get harder and harder to breathe, doesn't it? … harder to even move through the day. 

[Talking to myself] Listen here girl. This has got to stop. Take a good look. You've lived beyond the abuse. You're not numb anymore. It's time to climb out of the water and cut those secrets loose. You've got to tell what happened. This blog is a good start! You've got to find some kind of justice… some kind of good from all the bad. 

Hey... Any readers out there ready to climb out of the water? How about it? I'm ready to try. Maybe we could do it together...