Let the Truth be Told

Dear precious scarred and broken survivors..... and you broken and bleeding still living your own personal version of hell.

Speak your truth.... from the rooftops, inside the privacy of your own head, in song while driving down the road, written in a secret journal or like here.... on your own personal blog. Tell it, speak it and let it out.

Speak Your Truth.

You are precious and worth all that is good and lovely.

Not the ugly things he's called you.

You are precious and worth every kindly spoken word.

Not the names he's called you.

You are precious and worth all the love you can possible breathe in, soak in.

Not the hatred and contempt spewed at you, in the glances he's given you.

How brave you are to walk away.

How brave you are, those still fighting the daily battle until they can make their escape.

How brave you are to get up in the morning and tend to your children, your pets, your animals, with a smile and all the love you can give.

How brave you are to greet each moment with such courage.

Speak Your Truth.

Speak it quietly but with all the love you can give to yourself.

Speak it softly, but oh dear ones, speak it.

Speak it and see the change it brings.

Speak your truth, rise up and take up your crown and your sword.

You are precious and worth all that is good and lovely.

Now step into that promise dear brave hearts.

Stay strong and stay safe.