I always struggled with what it truly meant to forgive a person. I only realized that this was a struggle when my way of forgiving was causing me more pain than the person inflicting the wound. Let me explain. I would forgive a person and continue the relationship, only to have them do something else …
If someone were to tell me seven years ago when I called Ms. Verna in tears telling her I wanted to begin the process of healing, that it would’ve been a rollercoaster ride, I would’ve told them they were a liar. I would argue this based on the preconceived idea I developed of what it …
This is the final blog post, to my series called, ‘Fatherless Daughter’. For those who are now joining me, in these posts I take you through a journey of my past relationships and how the absence of my father played a major component throughout them. Unaware of the aftermath of not having a father, I …
In the previous blog posts in this series, I talk about the first four men I dated – none of those relationships were great experiences, but they didn’t kill me! If anything, I learned a lot about myself and my relationship habits: my twenties were all about unhealthy patterns. I fell constantly for men who …
Letting go of long-term relationships – I’m referring to those relationships that you’ve had since primary or high school – is never a good feeling because you have history with the person. But having history with someone doesn’t guarantee a relationship in the future. The truth isn’t always easy to hear. I find we often …
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This is final blog post in a 4-part blog series. If you haven’t read parts one through three, you can catch up, starting from Fatherless Daughter 1. Without giving anything away, it’s obvious from the first three posts in this series that, back in my twenties, a pattern had begun to form with the men …
In the first two blog posts of this series, I talk about how being a fatherless daughter had an effect on my first two relationships. I look at the pattern I created with the men I dated, a pattern that I carried with me into my twenties. In my early twenties, I believed that relationships …
[et_pb_section bb_built=”1″][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_text] Growing up without a father was my reality. Living without one now is still my reality, but the good thing about it is I’ve come to accept it. Although I got used to not having my father around over the years, I never realized how much it affected me until I took …
Fatherless daughter. Yes, that’s me. Messed up, right? In some ways, it is. But don’t pity me. Sit back and listen to the struggle, because it’s real.
