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My Story, pt 11–A Cry Answered

Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, My Story, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , on July 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

Who would have imagined that a phone call would carry so much power, placing me in that position of feeling like I wasn’t worth living for?
Then, in a quiet, tender voice,
I felt my Abba,
Yahweh,
speak to my heart…

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My Story, pt 10–Spinning In Circles…

Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, My Story, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged , , , , , on July 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

As I chuckled, I thought to myself—that’s me…trying to see the monkey on my back…Realizing that until I use a Christ-mirror…I will continue to spin around in circles…making myself dizzy…

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My Story, pt 9–Emptiness…

Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, My Story, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , on July 7, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

In those moments, I experienced a glimpse of true peace…Not the false peace I tried to create by avoiding conflict, maintaining my composure, <trying not to make even a ripple on the surface of the water, all the while below the surface, treading desperately to stay afloat…

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My Story, pt 8–Sinful Denial…

Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, My Story, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged , , , , , , , on July 7, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

How could I admit after all these years that I am so broken inside? I could hardly believe it myself…

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My Story, pt 7–Missing Memories…

Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, My Story, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged , , , , , , , on July 6, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

I had friends, but none that I called and spent time with on a regular basis. None who knew the deeper, darker parts of me. Then I realized that there were chunks missing from my childhood memories…chunks that I had completely blocked out…because I simply checked out for a while…operating on autopilot, I guess…

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My Story, pt 6–Elephants, Mice, and Monkeys…

Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, My Story, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged , , , , , , , on July 5, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

When I felt the wind shifting, I would spend days, sometimes weeks walking on eggshells…bending over backwards…trying not to be in the way…trying desperately to remain present…yet invisible…

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My Story, pt 5–Deafening Silence…

Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, My Story, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged , , , , , , , on July 4, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

Suddenly I felt panic like never before…I was paralyzed with fear…I sat there in the car as we drove back from San Diego…unable to utter a single word…The silence was deafening—an eerie and familiar feeling. I began to search myself, trying desperately to discover why I was so afraid to speak…

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My Story, pt 4–My Soul Was Crying…

Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, My Story, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged , , , , , , on July 3, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

Though I didn’t realize it, my soul was crying for something…I was suffocating…fading away into nothing…

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My Story, pt 3–Unfitting In…

Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, My Story, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged , , , , , , on July 3, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

I felt like an imposter within both groups. Yet not even my closest friends
noticed. Over time, I built up this intimidating wall of separation…
a wall built out of fear, pride, and shame…

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My Story, pt 2–In the Shadows…

Posted in Deconstructing Wendy, My Story, Recapturing Innocence, Tender Mercies, tagged , , , , , , , , , on July 2, 2008 | Leave a Comment »

I was much more comfortable observing everyone else, remaining in the shadows, just out of view…There was safety–and loneliness–in being invisible…

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