Recently, an acquaintance, just a regular acquaintance, asked me what makes me happy. For a moment, he stopped time. My inner Self asked, who is this question for? Exactly, when was the last time you asked someone close to you what brings them happiness? Over 25 years of marriage, my now ex-husband never once asked me. Maybe that explains why he’s an ex-husband? The truth is, my answer would have been taking care of him… It took a lot to happen for me to wonder where I was all my life… That’s the effect of living day-to-day in abusive relationships. We are programmed by our parents and enter adult life with a deficit. It took me my whole life to understand that. It’s sad that there was no one in my life who cared about who I really am. Maybe then I would have realized that I really wasn’t living. It’s high time to start..
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