tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834958948586521727.post1277373879517920613..comments2024-03-07T10:37:33.041-06:00Comments on Art Journaling on Purpose: My One Life-Changing Awakeningscrapwordsmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11643969932237955981noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834958948586521727.post-27867048896258368342017-01-08T23:08:28.862-06:002017-01-08T23:08:28.862-06:00I am struggling with addiction and your site gave ...I am struggling with addiction and your site gave me hope...believe!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834958948586521727.post-89482178382696243322016-12-30T08:09:10.905-06:002016-12-30T08:09:10.905-06:00I happened upon your blog today- the day I really ...I happened upon your blog today- the day I really needed it. I, too, have put on about 25 pounds and have felt horrible about myself. This gives me the courage to keep working on my goals, even when I fail. I am grateful to have found your site at the end of the year, right before I renew myself in 2017. Thank you.Jen W.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834958948586521727.post-44040342401843131982016-12-25T21:21:20.786-06:002016-12-25T21:21:20.786-06:00Today, Christmas Day, I can say "We made it.&...Today, Christmas Day, I can say "We made it." My mother passed away suddenly in February and there's a really long story in here somewhere about a woman (me) that was raised along with 2 brothers by a very creative woman with some hefty emotional issues. I was asked today by my step sister if I had a fun Christmas. No. But anyway, we made it. We are almost to the one year mark and I think that I am becoming more of me rather than just someone only in the shadows. I am blessed with a great husband and 2 wonderful sons. Thank you for this raw honest post. I have ALWAYS struggled to measuring up to expectations, usually Mom's. It's so good to feel that we are not alone.Alexis Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11285896866883650203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834958948586521727.post-83630725046793587782016-12-16T15:51:26.880-06:002016-12-16T15:51:26.880-06:00Thank you so much for sharing this personal story,...Thank you so much for sharing this personal story, Leslie. I bawled reading it as I thought about my own life and all that has come to put "me" on hold. I used to be such a different person. Despite all of the horrific things that have happened in my life, I kept going. I've lost children, been through so much abuse and other trauma and kept going. People thought I was strong. I didn't feel it in those times, but I made it through and still managed to see the things that made me happy and feel like life was good. I have always been insecure and have dealt with ridicule about my weight, my looks, not being enough... no matter what, that was the constant message I would hear in my head. "You are not good enough." And then the accident happened and all of my dreams and future were stolen from me. I had surgeries and promises of being back to normal, but something went wrong. I was supposed to be fine in 3 months, then 6, and now it's never going to be better. My hopes of finishing school and my plans for my life disappeared. I had always hated myself for not being enough and now, I'm not even able to do things without assistance and I've become lost in the thoughts that I'm once again not enough. Now, no matter what I do, I'll never be enough. I have put a huge burden on my family and I can't change it. My medical bills continue to pile up. We won't have Christmas this year and I can't help but feel that I'm to blame. After almost 3 years of medical bills and attempts to make me who I used to be, I have caused us to be in such a horrible situation that my girls will not be looking forward to a single gift. It has been a building depression and a place where I never hoped to be, but I'm also lost because I'm the fixer of everything and I can't fix this. I can't fix me. I can't give them anything and my family doesn't feel like it's Christmas at all. I hate myself for that. I've stolen that away from them as I've tried to get "fixed" and now I, the "fixer," cannot figure out how to fix me or fix this. But, as I struggle with this, I have to thank you for sharing this story. We may not have everything. I may not be enough. I am definitely not the mom that I was as I've been fighting this depression and the loss of who I was or who I was going to be. But... we still have today and we still have each other. Thank you for reminding me that I am here and that the most important people in my life are still here. They are more precious than anything that could ever be given in a gift or than all of the procedures in the world that might make me normal again. I have to start living and making moments and stop thinking about what cannot be. You are a gift, Leslie. Thank you for always being so open and reminding us that we all are struggling in some way with something. We just have to not focus on those things that are stealing the good from our days and our time with those we love and that need us more than we think they do. ♡Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03132715230473348563noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834958948586521727.post-15594622502210736842016-12-15T15:37:26.671-06:002016-12-15T15:37:26.671-06:00Love this. Love your raw truth. Love that you ar...Love this. Love your raw truth. Love that you are sharing your journey so that it can be a light for others -that's SO Beautiful!! *Andrea*https://www.blogger.com/profile/09790610767542978509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834958948586521727.post-53121091961029175252016-12-15T11:45:56.317-06:002016-12-15T11:45:56.317-06:00Sending out love and light to you Bonita!!! Do not...Sending out love and light to you Bonita!!! Do not let people tell you you can't create. I have been inspired by you for years!! Your art is BEAUTIFUL!! xoxoxoxoxoBrave Heart Faith Warriorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17114877488706976035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834958948586521727.post-3001582140466761712016-12-15T11:32:15.499-06:002016-12-15T11:32:15.499-06:00This made me weep.. I too hv the same insecurities...This made me weep.. I too hv the same insecurities.. the same struggles... feeling my art never measures up.. I'm just an imposter trying to make nice art.. LOL it's crazy. I blame some ppl in my past that once told me I had no talent and that I needed to disappear.. hurting words that still hurt.. trying to overcome that hurdle.. thks for sharing.. I too need to lose weight.. but i hv about 120 lbs to lose... and i hv a heart condition and bad knees.. and my mobility isn't what it used to be.. i can't hv knee surgery till i lose the weight... and losing the weight and exercising is hard.. cuz of my heart condition.. I feel like I'm trapped and nothing I can do about the weight.. so i'm choosing to wear my joy when i can and be happy anyway... and try to make pretty art and get some confidence back... I'm with you girl.. I am with you. xo <br />Bonita Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05972249147392258960noreply@blogger.com