For the Domestic Abuse Survivor Single Moms
This is for the single mom who, after finally fighting the system to keep herself and her kid(s) safe, is safe. This is for the mom who has no support system close to her, has a real fear of anyone watching her kid(s), and is just trying to survive. What do you do? What do you do when the people who you thought were your family turn out to be just as evil and sadistic as the person you married. What do you do when that support system, the ONLY support system, ends up burning down to the ground. What do you do when you have made every effort to kid(s) safe and you have successfully done it but are left with the emotional and mental distresses of what the abusive spouse did to either you, your kid(s), or even both? What happens when you have a mental break at work and they fire you without any warning? When you are now daily trying to make ends meet, on your own?
Fact or Fiction?
So, I am a Libra according to my birth. But does my astrological sign actually line up with who I am? Yes and no. The following is a breakdown of the ten most common traits of a Libra.
More Than a Game
My first game console was a Nintendo NES, I was around three or four years old, and I’d sit cross-legged on the carpeted floor in our living room with my grandmother. To this very day, I still remember the feel of that controller in my hands and the glee I felt watching Mario jump over those turtles, grow from those mushrooms, and get his beloved Princess Peach. It’s hard to believe that that was thirty years ago.
Eliza was a creature of habit and as such, she would wake do her yoga and then proceed to go down to the nearby cafe for her bagel and coffee. That was the plan on this day but something happened the moment that she opened the front door to her house. She looked down seeing a plain yellow manila envelope with her name written in elegant script. She looked around her before bending down and grabbing the envelope. The weight of the envelope surprised her and she nearly dropped it. She carefully opened the envelope then peered inside. Her eyes widened and she quickly walked back into her house closing the door behind her, her bagel and coffee forgotten for now.