Hello, dear readers.
I apologise for my absence. It has been a loooong couple-of-months, and a lot has happened; and that is not even including the things that happened before that that I still need to tell you about! But, alas, my heart is "just not-in-it", presently...
I promise that I shall try and write something soon, but, in the meanwhile, here is something a little unconventional... A piece of creative writing that I penned many years ago which I recently re-discovered which shows a lot of insight into my state-of-mind at-the-time. It dates back possibly as far as 2010. You can tell from the writing that I was still very young because I was not "me" yet; using words like "Hell" and "bitch", for instance. The writing is intended as fictional (I have not, for instance, confessed to murder and been on trial for the crime), but the subcontext is very, very apparent.
The life stories of Illisia Adams and Cherie "Cher" Donovan.
Kidnapping. Assault. Mental health. Love addiction. Friendship. Abuse. Perseverance and recovery... We have lived very troubled lives, yet here I am, still standing and stronger than ever.
I am sharing our lives to inspire others to also find strength, and appreciate life.
New entries every Monday afternoon, or as often as I am able.
Email me here.
DISCLAIMER
DISCLAIMER: It should be noted that the content of this Blog is not intended as inflammatory. It is my life story, but no harm is intended by its content whatsoever. I have a strict "No Slander" policy. Most of the content is purely of my own personal opinion of my life experiences, but mentions of criminal actions I have evidence for. Any thing from Cherie's life, I take from her friends, her family and her diaries, not myself. Thank you in advance for your understanding.
Wednesday, 14 February 2018
Sunday, 17 December 2017
Dear Daniel
I have had to do a lot of really intense, somewhat depressing writing lately, but none of it has been for my Blog. It has been several months, and a lot has happened, so it is going to take some time to catch-you-up, my readers, but I shall try my best.
First-things-first, I want to direct you to the final part
of one of my most recent posts, wherein I state “I am going to start by taking some space to try to find myself again,as a single, independent woman.”, and I must now confess that this independent,
empowered single woman stance did not last long at all.
After a year of longing looks, almost-kisses,
want-to-but-can’t moments, myself and one Douglas [Parkinson] “DTRd” (defined
the relationship) and decided to officially date.
Tuesday, 19 September 2017
Cyber Bullying Is #NotCool
Hm… Where do I start? This week’s Post is going to be a mixed one. I am very upset and emotional about the topic at-hand, but I have also learned some very hard lessons, and have had to do some serious growing-up. The phrase “you live, and you learn” has applied a lot these past few months, with my recent mistakes, but I never thought that I would live through what I can only describe as “cyber bullying” from people whom I considered to be friends, and to learn that I did not know people as well as I thought that I did, and that, sometimes, you have to let go of people and move on…
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Mutism,
recovery,
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