Me, "Teardrop" or "Crying Thunder" as I have been called as I look today...notice the smile, not just the tear. It seemed I was always forgetting the pain that believing
his promises and taking him back would eventually cause.
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The teardrop on my face was a constant reminder everytime I looked in the mirror of what to expect if I ever took him back. It is still a source of strength to me, although any temptation to give in to him has been gone for many years. |
This is my bestest buddy, who thankfully never had to endure his anger. |
Below is my daughter, the only one who has been by my side throughout everything, and still is.
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This is for anyone who has ever felt beaten down, there is hope. There is a strength inside of all of us,and when you think you can't go on, say a prayer, and dig down deep and you will find what you need.
It is not optional, otherwise you have let him, and them win. |
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