Words...

Good morning dear treasures...each one...loved, accepted, cherished and beautifully broken, knitting together with seams of gold and silver...repairing, bonding pieces one with the other with molten steel, with veins of gold shining in the light of day...

We will never be the same...scarred and discarded by the lowest form of humanity, cruelty in place of kindness...ignorance in place of reflection...the one who declares his love creatively with words, with monikers and nicknames....but oh, the actions speak do they not my friends? The words that are spoken linger in the heart and mind until driven out by heartless actions, words of derision and belittlement replacing spoken love.

Words without action following suit are empty, meaningless and meant to hurt, to maim...

Promises of change, of understanding buried under the misuse and abuse.

Dear hearts, do not be fooled by honeyed tongues...'be wise as serpents and harmless as doves.' Listen...see...note....the narcissist cannot maintain the facade, the illusion of a good man...the drive, the overwhelming need to subjugate will push to the surface and obliterate all that you thought to be true and as you reel and stumble back in shock and dismay, in heartbreak and loathing, they move in for the kill. You are useless, no good, do nothing right and might as well run out into traffic and step in front of a big rig...

They have a whole arsenal of lies, of darkness just itching to spew forth and cover you in hot molten lava of shame and mortification...destroying the person you truly knew you were, are and replacing it with someone no one else will want.

Perhaps none of this rings true for the reader, and I thank God for the blessing of never understanding these words. For those who hear the ring of truth, who swear those actions and horrifying deeds done are the one they live with right this second. They have not met but across the board my friends, they are one and the same. Evil...too dramatic?

What these monsters do is truly evil...not just cruel although they are that as well. They either know all of your past or enough to know what you have experienced...instead of taking care to never do the same they capitalize on the tender heart that beats within your chest, hoping against all hope that they are truly different from anyone you've met before.

I am so sorry dear hearts...sorry for the pain caused, sorry for the heartache and shock that sits on your shoulders, the weight of despair sinks you down, down into the pit.

I pray you hear my heart this morning...truth can be an ugly thing...the truth is that people do horrible things to others and not only enjoy but revel in your despair, in your grief.

My prayer for you today is that you will get a glimpse of what life can and should be...and most importantly that you are worthy of better, of more...there are good, amazing humans walking this earth...kindness abounds, love lives and hope springs eternal, away from the abuse you live in.

My heart aches this morning...aches for the lost, the lonely, the broken...I pray some days not knowing who I am praying for...some faceless woman, child or man just praying they make it one more day...begging for strength and wisdom, for more love....dear hearts you have given love out until you drop at the end of the day, depleted of every last bit of strength. You do not need more love to give, you need more love to come...for promises to be kept, for words to match actions...to be treated with loving kindness, treasured for the incredible warrior you are.

Go today in grace and mercy...be patient and kind to yourself...you will make it....

Stand tall, walk proud and speak your truth and watch as your head comes up once more, your shoulders square and your steps fill with joy. Warriors all...fighting battles no one knows about...that is strength....God bless your beautiful hearts and minds, you are worthy my friends...worthy of more.