Once upon a time I used to write. Then I stopped writing because someone read a diary of mine. Some writing is meant to be shared, some is meant to be just for me. Writing seemed unsafe. Maybe my words, stolen and taken out of context was my fault? I made myself smaller, kept more secrets and tried to be “perfect.” In recovery, I had to get honest. That’s when I started writing again.
Later when a LIfequake hit, I knew in the first hours of finding out the truth that this was going to be really hard and a drink would make everything worse. Honesty was the only way through. I wasn’t going back and I was not keeping secrets. I chose to tell my truth and save myself.
Reading, researching and writing was one of many ways I processed through the betrayal trauma, the anxiety, the depression and massive loss of my identity. These 10 books healed, inspired, told my story and changed my thinking. I have gone back to these books over and over again.
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