Cynthia Fraser-Shadbolt

Joined June 2022

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This is my journey of never giving up.

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Hospital Hallways
My greatest fear is losing my mind After the month spent in the mental health unit when I was thirteen A hospital Supposedly a place of healing and help
By Cynthia Fraser-Shadboltabout a year ago in Poets
Grieving Wounds
Grief sharpens its knife It takes its time and then comes at you full force at a different angle Trying to destroy part of you, you've already lost
By Cynthia Fraser-Shadboltabout a year ago in Poets
Tainted Memories
I did not know what love was, until I awoke with you in my heart and in my head I did not know, until I cried every night I only wished for three more seconds of your presence for the rest of time
By Cynthia Fraser-Shadboltabout a year ago in Poets
Since Your Last Breath
Fifty-nine days, it is just a number Just like our ages and heights, it is a number Something that does not exist in space but in theory
By Cynthia Fraser-Shadboltabout a year ago in Poets
Late Night Thoughts
I have never met anyone as beautiful as (you) are I (have) never known anyone I wanted to keep for as long as I can think
By Cynthia Fraser-Shadboltabout a year ago in Poets
A Crack in The Cement
I am the shadow of the wind that follows you I am invisible in your sight Those who choose to feel me, can see me I live in between life and death
By Cynthia Fraser-Shadboltabout a year ago in Poets
Breaking Barriers and Building Connections
Healing doesn’t mean pain free, or easy. It is no walk in the park. It’s messy, confusing and requires every ounce of courage and self-compassion you can find within yourself. The journey to healing from trauma, whether it’s an emotional or physical wound, is full of barriers. It requires you to be honest about how much it hurts and where, with no denial or escape. My constant reminder to myself is that: you must feel pain to heal from it.
By Cynthia Fraser-Shadboltabout a year ago in Motivation
What a Difference Half a Year Makes
Moving on April 19, 2021 It’s been six months - six months free from my abuser. Six months into my healing journey. It has been six months of painful memories and flashbacks. But I am marching forward and not looking constantly in my rear view mirror anymore.
By Cynthia Fraser-Shadbolt2 years ago in Confessions
New beginnings
New Beginnings (Warning triggering content: abuse) 2020-10-29 I’m very excited to come back to my online community after going through intense personal trauma in the last three months that caused me to take a step back from everything in my life but my self-care. I’m now three weeks free from an abusive partnership. I thought that in the last two and half years I was helping someone I love to “figure out” their mental health, but as I sit here enjoying the freedom of my open mind, I am coming to realize that I only enabled the abuse. I enabled him in every way by letting him think it was okay to be emotionally, verbally and, worst of all, physically abusive towards me, as long as he was “working on it” and regularly went going to therapy. It felt like I spent the entire duration of our relationship waiting for him to make up for all the bruises that he caused both emotionally and physically. As time went on, I kept waiting for him to him change. As I waited for him to change, I strived towards improving my own mental health and reaching my own personal goals.
By Cynthia Fraser-Shadbolt2 years ago in Confessions