Find your authenticity!

I have cured the most incurable psychological conditions within myself and have arrived at a miles deep inner peace and strength, and yet if I talk about how I’ve done it my kids are taken away, I’m rejected, and cast away from nearly all love of my fellows. Then when I am able to make friends, if I share too deeply I am held at a distance. If this is not a slow motion crucifixion by societal fiat, I don’t know anything.

And yet, here I am on the isle of crazy with my miracle, a gift of God only for myself and the very few. It becomes an utter boredom to be queen of the kindergarten. I’ve been screaming my answers for a decade, but now the door is closed, and I’m on the other side of the two way mirror.

I would not be where I am if I did not share how I did it, and in the pain of rejection, the pain made me whole. So in effect this slow motion crucifixion was necessary for my healing. The truth has set me free. But it’s still torture even if it makes you God.