It’s been awhile since I last wrote. Much has transpired in my life since then. I hit a new low and ended up in a psyche ward for six days. One of my greatest blessings came out of my six day stay. Hope came to stay. I thought I had lost hope, but something awakened me. Most of my blogs always had to do with my despair as I experienced it. It’s true that the years of the cult had taken it’s toll on me. So much so that I could barely think of little else. The doctor that spoke to me daily said the simplest words to me and they parted the heavens and allowed the light to pour in. I could actually feel it being absorbed into my soul. I remember telling him on that first day that “Everything was wrong” from trauma I had experienced. He looked straight into my eyes and said, “Everything???” It was then and there that hope came to me. The next day when I saw him, I told him that it was down to 200,000 things wrong that day and he laughed. Each day following, my hope grew inside me. My mind was shifting.….for the better. I have so much good in my life. I guard my mind now like a mama bear guards her cubs. I don’t wish to waste one minute of my life.  I believe that someday I will be able to help people who are going through tragedy. If even just to lend an ear.