Abuse stories we tell each other, and ourselves, define who we are and what we are becoming. They either play out as our redemptive paths or find us lost in our ‘panic forest’.
For my entire life, I could have both of those experiences in a single hour. My own story is woven into the Thriver Sisterhood. It begins with a five-year-old who locked herself in a bathroom to draw pictures in her journal of what she wanted to do to her abuser.
THEN EVERYTHING CHANGED
Two years ago, I decided to tell my story to others. What evolved was a movie script that took me to the depths of flashbacks, paired with heart- stopping anxiety attacks, to the delight of a line of dialogue that made me dance.
What does this mean to you? Like me, our life stories only sprout wings when we take life affirming steps that scare the hell out of us.
Sign up for the blog, check out the website and discover how your story can play out with the largest sisterhood on the planet. It is not easy. But anything is easier than staying lost in that forest.
With a fierce resolve, willingness to face and heal the past, outrageous humor and determination to create a better future, this unlikely sisterhood moves forward with joy, inspiring us all to thrive.
~ Pamela Jaye Smith, Hollywood mythologist, writer and producer