The words of the song would not go away, Jesus loves me this I know for the bible tells me so. I began to repeat them over and over with the sweet sense of peace that washed over me.
But as for me? Did Jesus love me? After everything? I remember what my dad said the day he left home. “She’s not mine”. What did he mean? That he was not my dad? Who was my dad then? And why did my stepdad show his love by touching me in my private areas? This was so confusing. What is love anyway? Why did it cause so much pain? I went back to my replacement dad and the events that caused me to leave home at a younger age. I was so out of control my mum could not cope.
Category: I blame my parents
Don’t touch me! #blog
(This is a fictional story to highlight the issues involved in sexual abuse from the perspective of the abused). I gripped and pulled up the waist definer or clincher or whatever it’s called. Surely that should help define my figure and make me more attractive along with some foundation and eye highlighting make up colours…
Set to bestseller
I am so excited to announce that my #book, #beautifullyflawed is moving up the #bestseller list. My prayer is that many people are helped by reading it. Here is a link: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Beautifully-Flawed-Finding-christian-relationship-ebook/dp/B07L7D3ZBG
Watch “I blame my parents” @BBC 3 on 20/01/19
“I blame my parents” (an interesting hook) is the title of this @BBC documentary where communication skills with my beautiful daughter is “put under the microscope”. We talked about church and God’s influence on healing too (hope that gets in…😂)
