Colored By God in Bloomington, MN

Everything in my life that was supposed to shield, nurture, mold and guide me had forsaken, ignored, and threw me to the wolves. I sought rest in my deep affliction, and I was a hopeless, lost wanderer seeking rest from my troubles.
I can still feel the sadness that loomed in the air, a dark mist hovering over us during that time. I can still hear old R&B tunes playing throughout the house, telling stories of a woman's heartbreaks and pain through song.
Those old records played, and I felt the connection between me and the power of penetrating words and it was a presence that danced with the lowly in spirit and the stories seduced a desire in me to be a woman before my time and the melodies strummed the wonder of my emotions, invoking sensuality in my young self.
It's okay for YOU to be protected and nurtured with healthy love. Unfortunately, it took year after year after year for me to come into that realization. After all of the men, after all of the tears. I finally got it. I accepted being used and abused, because I was taught indirectly through the relationship with my father that pain accompanies love. I spent years in a vicious cycle of never being able to say no!