My past experience made me to dwell and focus more into reading than share my emotions with anyone especially after I lost my only one true friend and love and I was again lost in the world of loneliness because I concluded that I worthed nothing even the tiniest love and meant nothing to anyone, which was the seed planted in my head and heart, so books were my solace my confidante because they wouldnt respond or saying anything to me, we (books and I) could talk to each other in silence and understood each other in silence. So when I read Anthon St. Maarten, he made me start to loosen up hence ended here where I met my sister and my encourager, Jill Langhus-Griffin
It is said that highly sensitive people are too often perceived as weaklings or damaged goods. To feel intensely is not a symptom of weakness, it is the trademark of the truly alive and compassionate. It is not the empath who is broken, it is society that has become dysfunctional and emotionally disabled. There is no shame in expressing your authentic feelings. Those who are at times described as being a 'hot mess' or having 'too many issues' are the very fabric of what keeps the dream alive for a more caring, humane world. Never be ashamed to let your tears shine a light in this world.
I have been one person who normally want to share the difficult things in my life because I felt no need to add more stress and pressure to other's own burden and already hectic life. We all have our issues and need to deal with life and its problems in our own way BUT Jill happened to be a sister who "somehow" made me open up so easily about the death of my daughter and the strangest way of her death. I managed to pour out my heart for the first time and felt that load and anger and hatred I have been carrying was like something was off my shoulders, I felt light and I felt, for the first time I could see things in a different ways. Sister Jill, you might have not known or maybe because I have never mentioned, yo gave me the reason of "why" I should forgive. Even IF I cant forget but forgiveness is like a breath of fresh air, I started to breath from the long suffocation from hatred and anger and for this I am so grateful to you.
I’m still on the road of trying to figure out how to deal with my problems rather than just keeping them all bottled up inside. talking to you and to your referral, you both listened as I let things off my chest. It made me feel better knowing that I won’t be judged and you will told me like it is was that it might have been God's time for my daughter to go the way she did. No lies. Just straight up honesty even thought it was something I didnt want to hear or said the way you said it. Thank you for encouraging me to open up which formed part of my healing process. Words can surely be enough to express how grateful I am to have welcomed me here at World Pulse and made me see this was the better platform to voice out, to learn from others and share my life experiences with others as we heal each other.
To World Pulse sisterhood, thank you all for the support, the directors who started and created this platform for the voiceless people like myself we say "Salute" to you re great initiative, even though I meet with community people and some doesnt know or hear about face book BUT the good news is, they know about World Pulse and it is part of their petition signature that is indeed a voice of the voiceless. Thank you for allowing us the opportunity to share and learn from each other as much as embracing each other, supporting without judging each other. I and We love you World Pulse, keep up the good work and thank you once again.