Wendy Sanders
Bio
I was born to create. I am an artist and writer from the central coast of California with a dash of the Deep South and a pinch of the pacific northwest for extra flavor. Follow me @MissWendy1980 on twitter
Stories (39/0)
Have Your Cake
She was trapped in a loveless marriage. It didn't even feel like a marriage anymore. It felt more like a prison. She was taken away from her family, and gradually her friends started to disappear one by one. Her husband went to work earlier and came home later with each passing day. They barely talked anymore. When they did, it was always a fight or harsh words. She couldn't remember the last kind words he spoke to her. She was never enough of what he wanted and too much of what he didn't. She hated her life. Most of all, she slowly began to despise him.
By Wendy Sanders3 years ago in Criminal
Pompo
Summers were hot in Eastern Washington. Not just your average hot, but skin searing, blood boiling, bright, dry heat. For the older kids, there was always plenty to do. More than they imagined, if they dared to utter the words "I'm bored". If you grew up on a farm, you'd know what I mean. A day's work is never really done, and there is surely something that always needs doing. I was only five when I realized those three words were never to be whispered, for fear a grownup might hear you.
By Wendy Sanders3 years ago in Families
Self Esteem cultivated by bedtime stories
I grew up in the 1980's. My mom was a single mom trying to raise me in a very expensive part of southern California. She had to work very long hours to support us. The most cherished time of my childhood was story time before bed. It was a special time for more than just the time I got to spend with my mother and have her undivided attention. She hated to read.
By Wendy Sanders3 years ago in Families
How to Create Happiness
If you struggle with mental illness such as depression, anxiety, bipolar disorder, ANY mental illness, creating happiness seems impossible. I am sure someone has said to you at least once, "Why can't you just decide to be happy?" like its a choice. How have you responded to that question? How have you reacted to that question? Have you lashed out? Have you simply told the person you don't know, and if you did, you would! Or maybe you just stare blankly into their eyes as if they are the dumbest human on this planet. Who chooses to be sad and miserable? Who chooses to hate themselves? Who chooses to feel worthless and empty inside? Fucking nobody.
By Wendy Sanders3 years ago in Psyche
Crafting IS Art
Art is art in any form. Art is anything you create out of your own mind. It could be a complex oil painting with depth and movement, or it could be a paint by number kit you picked up at a craft store. Art might also show up in the form of a chain of paper dolls that you meticulously took your time cutting out, paying close attention to every detail. Art has no boundaries. Art is all around us. It might be simple and hardly noticeable, or you might seek to find it in a museum where it is worshiped and revered. Nevertheless, art is everywhere you are. Art is design. Everything you use, wear, touch, taste and feel required the mind of a creative thinker to make whatever object you're using become a reality.
By Wendy Sanders3 years ago in Lifehack
Abuse Is Never OK
I just got off the phone with the DA (district attorney) who is assigned to my case from a domestic violence incident that took place in November 2020. I have been reading all the self help books, seeing counselors, contacting my local domestic violence victim witness programs, everything I can think of to help me make better choices to get myself out of this cycle of abuse.... but I have still made some not so great choices in regards to the person who continues to hurt me. I know I'm not alone, so I'm going to share with you some of the things I learned today from speaking with the DA assigned to my case, as well as some things I have learned on my own "the hard way".
By Wendy Sanders3 years ago in Psyche
Trends: Fashion or ecologically responsible materials
Now that I have reached the big 40, I have seen the fashions of my youth been revived, "updated", and become trendy again. However, even in my youth, I hated high wasted jeans, neon colors, stupid "fashionable" sunglasses, giant sneakers with scrunchy socks, scrunchy hair accessories, butterfly hair clips, slap bracelets, cargo pants, combat boots, overalls with one strap hanging loose, pants so baggy I could camp in them, etc.
By Wendy Sanders3 years ago in Styled
That Ship Has Sailed
She sat in the clinic sobbing, struggling to catch her breath. Julie had just told her husband that she was finally pregnant three days ago. They were both so happy. She even waited 2 weeks until she couldn't bare to keep her bubbling elation a secret any longer. Julie wanted to make sure it was safe, before she told James about the baby. Last time nearly destroyed them.
By Wendy Sanders3 years ago in Families
- Top Story - April 2021
Covid: How I learned to Reduce My UseTop Story - April 2021
The one thing Covid-19 helped me do was to reduce my carbon footprint. Along with the rest of the world, my daily routine changed a lot, almost over night. Many of the things I used to do every day, which contributed to my carbon footprint, ceased to exist. So, reducing my carbon footprint was pretty easy. I didn't really have a choice. My goal for the remainder of 2021 is to see how many things that became part of my Covid-19 routine, which resulted in minimizing my carbon footprint, I can reasonably sustain.
By Wendy Sanders3 years ago in Earth