Shattered Glass Life After Abuse

I am hurt. I am angered. I take Psychiatric Medication. I don't take it because I WANT to take it. I take it because it is the one thing in the world that I have found to stabilize my body and mental functions. People whose body functions normally can shrug off or reject this medication as simply 'all in the mind' and not really necessary. (Sure you can because it doesn't effect you personally. You know not what you speak about.) But people like me - who have tried everything - who have suffered greatly - more deeply than most will  ever be able to understand or even empathize with. People who function completely by their mental and physical strength - often known as willpower-  look at others who can't as weak or less of a persons. But NO, it is quite the opposite! Someone who is willing to face their own weaknesses and able to go completely against the stigma and strong current of accepted social and religious philosophy, and to squarely mak...

It has been a long time since I have written a post in Shattered Glass Life. This is like my personal cave - where I let out my secrets of secrets - the raw rumblings that are ugly sometimes, hateful, and other things that socially trained people know they must hide from the world and often even from themselves. I AM SO ANGRY! I am in pain. I am hurting so deeply, feeling like I have been stabbed in the emotional heart by the sharpest of points. He aimed rightly and pierced me in the most delicate place of my feeling heart. I now know why I don't allow anyone to get in - to release myself to fully embrace another living soul with undying love. When the one you love is careless with the delicate gift you have entrusted them with, when they speak words or even worse speak nothing at all - void of emotion - Oh, I have a hurting heart. Not like the broken and shattered one of my childhood, the emptiness of never having been loved, the brokeness of being beat so many tim...