Just a thought….

Texting is really so impersonal. I just realized that today. Because you can look at a text right… You can never be sure of how the other person really is feeling about the text that they are writing. Technically, it could go any way that you look at it. Their emotions can be misinterpreted.

I guess that is what emoji’s are for.240_F_91618179_eR79OdR87jR9fp9S3aaiJGz4aGqkkwuE

I just had one of those “light Bulb” moments.

Wrongly Placed Words

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This is the situation, to say the least, and make a point.

Pain is nothing more or less than a person says it is.

Is that true?

What do you think?

Sometimes we get angry at others because they completely misunderstood what we were saying about some particular circumstance. Some say,” look at what I mean not at what I say.” I think that can be true but I also think that there is a fine line between the different uses of certain words in or out of context that can confuse people.

That happened to me recently.  I am going to be more careful from now on with what I say and how I say it.

This could be why what I say makes me fumble my words with people all the time. In the end, I am usually the one that gets hurt and it’s my fault so it makes sense that I should get hurt, or should I?

I always say, “I write better than I speak”. When I have a problem with someone, say I hurt them or they hurt me, I would rather take the time to write it all out and all alone by myself. In this way,  I can concentrate on the information that I want to express and not miss anything important that I wanted to say without interruptions, feelings or that person throwing words at me so fast that I can not keep up.  When that happens my mind gets all jumbled and I become stressed and then my brain takes a short vacation at just the wrong time. Now, its anybody’s guess what I will say next because my brain is on vacation.

We are so complex that there could be a hundred ways of reacting to the said situation and still be wrong.

Also, the other person can interpret it a hundred different ways and still be wrong.  So that just makes a mess of things. It is very frustrating for all involved.

But when someone seems hysterical you can’t believe everything that they say or know by the way that they say it,  because when you’re upset it’s hard to be rational and discerning. It’s at this time that your words get out of control.

What a mess this is and I have to live with whatever happens and I have to figure out how to fix it and be more careful next time.


P.S. There is no, “crisis”.



This has been my life for the past few months and I do not know why. It’s like the earth is purging upward, beneath me. What’s that all about. Is life refusing me? Is it rejecting me too?  I doubt within two minutes that I thought to take a breath. I am making impulsive decisions without any care or reason. I am causing my own pain. I’m not a masochist. I don’t like it. I can’t see straight through the tears. If I was building a puzzle to find my life I messed that up a long time ago. I have been in this constant storm of emotions and I can’t sort it out. My words were caught on my computer but then they just lost their way. I haven’t heard a word from them in days. I am at some sort of threshold but I do not know what it is. Its like I am being placed there like a piece of furniture.  But the idea is that I don’t know if I am in control. My life’s  like one of those superhighways and you don’t know which lane to turn. It is so confusing and it’s moving so fast, its twisting and turning and the roar is so loud.

Am I about to crash?

I feel a sense of pulling in to tighten my strength to whether some sort of catastrophe I think?  Do I approach whats before me even though I have no knowledge of what it is? I do have to say that I am very scared and excited? The world is weighing in on this disaster that I am in. It’s adding much more punch and fear and the sky is a weird sort of green. What does all this mean?  In which direction should I go? I take a step and stumble on a slope.


It’s raining now, wait, is that rain?” I could swear that things are flying over to where I can not see. Am I lost? Maybe that’s it.  I trust no one so I must find out what all this crazy shifting and flying tantrums are about. I am truly lost.



A Word On Sensitivity


Ok, I’m talking about me. But there are many others out there that experience the very same things.

When I was little my mom had to walk to the grocery store. It was quite a walk. She had all of us in a row behind her like little chicks. She called me pokey. Because I could not pass by things that I saw that amazed me without taking time to examine them. I picked some flowers along the way and gave them to my mom thinking she would love them. She said, “Linda they are just weeds please don’t pick anymore. I became sad because to me those little tiny yellow flowers where beautiful and I was in awe of them. I felt a rush of happiness just to hold one of these flowers in my hand. My mom disregarded my feelings. It made me sad. To her they were weeds, but to me, they were special enough to give her some. I thought that they might make her smile like they did for me. I just could not understand how she could not see the beauty in them.  I did not realize back then that I had this high sensitivity. I didn’t know just what it was that seemed to be different for me than it was for my siblings.  But today I know without a doubt that I am highly sensitive.

I now know that back then when I felt so strongly over those tiny yellow flowers that it is actually a gift. I could see life more intricately than others could. I always wanted them to see the same way and feel the same way but they didn’t. It was frustrating to me.

I now think that this high sensitivity enables me to be creative. I am very observant. I actually can feel the emotions in weather. I can feel the emotions of the sea. I can feel a deeper joy in getting together with my family. I don’t take anything for granted. I appreciate the more subtle joys of life.  My senses seem to be heightened.  I wish sometimes people can know me on a deeper level so that they understand how even the slightest thing can be painful or the slightest thing can be extremely exciting. People like me are attuned to the subtleties of all sorts of things. We have a rich inner life and need to take time to process the constant flow of sensory data coming at us.

I read an article once on HSPs and learned that technology is now providing a window into that which likely defines us all. We have a nervous system set to register whatever stimuli we receive at a very low-frequency and its amplified internally. HSPs emotional experience is at such a constant intensity that it shapes our personality and our lives. If controlled, are extreme sensitivity can enable us to transform all this raw perception into a very keen perceptiveness. Once realized it can be used as a tool or rather gift to make our way through the world and thrive. You must have heard of people like us. We could have a hundred people commend us for something we did but it only takes one person to make a negative comment to destroy all the commendation like it was never said. But that negative comment will stay with us forever.

We make up 20 percent of the population and the evidence implies that we are born that way and not made. The over emotionalism is the most visible feature and it’s not always pretty but understand that we are very honest and generous with our emotions and our thoughts about life. Sadly in my case, because of the constant childhood trauma, I learned to hold all that intensity within my body. I’m not even going to tell you how much that hurts. I am learning through therapy to express and release the emotions that tend to build up fairly quickly. Some caring people in my life really try to help but they don’t know what to do or say without hurting me. “It’s like walking on eggshells sometimes”, so my family has said. I really wish that sometimes I can put what seems like all-powerful emotions and put them into words. I wish that they could see what is really going on inside of me. It’s frustrating for them and its frustrating for me.

It’s that “thin skin statement”, that people usually put out to you. I have been told by people who might be trying to help, “Grow a thicker skin”. But if I did that then I would not authentically be me and I would be denying my gifts.

We need to focus more on what we have to offer. We make compassionate friends who truly care about others. We bring beauty from the world into art and music and we notice things others miss.

If you could see into the world of a HSP you would be in awe of all those vibrant colors, sharp smells, striking sounds, and powerful surges of our emotions.  I can tell that it is beautiful.


Hug a HSP today believe me we love it.

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“United We Stand”

I was sexually abused and physically growing up from the day I can remember till I was 14..when I finally had the courage to lock my door at night and sit by it. All damn night. Waiting for someone to take advantage of my life again. Over and over I waited for it to stop and finally it did. But some of us aren't as lucky to get out alive. Please today stand up for every soul Mistreated. #timesup
  • bellathorneI was sexually abused and physically growing up from the day I can remember till I was 14..when I finally had the courage to lock my door at night and sit by it. All damn night. Waiting for someone to take advantage of my life again. Over and over I waited for it to stop and finally it did. But some of us aren’t as lucky to get out alive. Please today stand up for every soul Mistreated. #timesup
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  • ezi_rahSome people don’t dare to share their story like you did.. Thanks for being honest and for helping those who didn’t dare to talk.. ❤️ stay true
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  • crissfk2Stay strong bella ❤
  • 17.luasYou are strong. I love you ♥
  • mattshaw32❤💔😣😭
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  • ankaholubovaStay strong love you ❤💙
  • sachinbora_Stay str💪ng bella💕💕
  • baylee.parrawahhh i’m glad you’re alright and im glad you spoke out against tgis
  • baylee.parrthis*
  • nikitarosebaileyI love you. Thank you. We are so strong and so brave.
  • cait.hale92Thank you for sharing. Love you soo much!
  • naomitp1I respect you so much more after this and I am glad you’re staying strong. Always be hopeful. Sending positivity your way 😊🌸
  • zoeoliviac❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
  • livliv1175#timesup
  • dclary00🖤
  • diiannuswantariiStay strong bella 🔥🔥🔥🔥
  • Stay strong Bella! Thank you for sharing this
  • miriamhopelessStay strong💗
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Bella Thorne

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Bella Thorne
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Thorne in March 2014
Born Annabella Avery Thorne
October 8, 1997 (age 20)
Pembroke Pines, Florida, U.S.
  • Actress
  • singer
Years active 2003–present
Musical career
Instruments Vocals
Labels Hollywood
Website bellathorneofficial.com

Annabella Avery Thorne[2] (born October 8, 1997) is an American actress and singer.[3] She played Ruthy Spivey in the television series My Own Worst Enemy, Tancy Henrickson in the fourth season of Big Love, and CeCe Jones on the Disney Channel series Shake It Up.[4] She also appeared as Hilary/”Larry” in Blended and as Celia in Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.[5] In 2015, she played Madison in The DUFF, Amanda in Perfect High and Hazel in Big Sky. Thorne currently stars as Paige on the Freeform series, (Famous in Love).



It’s my hope that even more, inspiring people come forward to give hope to other survivors and to help them find their courage and find their voice. It can help them heal and encourage them to stand up together with survivors all over the world to make a change in the lives of children everywhere.

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Life is Beautiful

Even if we are down or even depressed, hurt, angry etc, there is one thing that is sure……life is Beautiful. It takes a lot of effort and gut-wrenching work in therapy. It takes a positive attitude and a promise that after all is worked out, we refuse to allow ourselves to stay stuck in our painful pasts. Seeing life as Beautiful is looking through the tunnel that is called your life for now and seeing that tiny light. The light means that you are about to see how beautiful life can truly be when you are out of the tunnel.




Too Awake


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I have been spending a lot of time on social media lately with regard to big exposure and trouble for all high officials involved, the government, Hollywood, the music industry and more. It clearly is too depressing to be constantly curious as to the evil going on in our world today and how it all unfolds. In fact, they are horrific things.  Behind the scenes, there are evil things and evil people.

I do think that it is very important to keep up with the news as best we can but becoming overly obsessed can be a serious downfall.

It is so difficult at times for survivors of horrendous crimes to trust in people but we can’t even trust the news as fact. It’s been so-called fake news.  It is going to be hard for those who don’t know about all this yet and it will be even harder to understand and accept just who is behind it all.

Ok, enough of that stuff because it is a huge downer. I want to build up my spirit not crush it to bits. My goal is to encourage and inspire.

I haven’t felt up to it lately because I have been depressed and honestly, some of it is most-assuredly because of what I have been spending my time on. I know its a trap but this interest is driven by my intense curiosity. It is so easy with our amazing technological lives to get lost in it and forget what it is like to be truly human.

I’m taking a much-needed break from all of that. Perhaps, I will watch a comedy. They always say that “laughter is the best medicine”.