I lost my mom and dad pretty much within a year plus two of my best friends. My elder son just died by suicide. It can be total turmoil inside. You want to talk, but sometimes you don’t know the words, or how they’re gonna perceive what you say. I grew up being very shy. I finally opened to a therapist. From there, I started talking to other athletes I trusted and friends who been in the military. We all had traumas. And we could open up to each other. I learned to drop the guard and to be in the person I always wanted to be inside.
Positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…
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That is definitely a bad batch. When words can be found a listener is always at hand
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I agree this individual was dealt a very emotional pile of grief. I am glad this person found a supportive listening ear. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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I’m so sorry to read such sad words. I think you are really very strong, and admirable
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That is not my story. I am resharing to hopefully inspire others to not give up, and to ask for the help they need to get through their grief. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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Being vulnerable has matured me in ways that playing strong and hard could never!
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I have always said, there is strength in vulnerability, and that is often where the most beautiful conversations take place. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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You’re welcome
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