You are never disposable!

dis·pos·a·ble /dəˈspōzəb(ə)l/

This word!

I had it written on my bathroom mirror, since the day I left my marriage and family after 22 years.

I consider myself to be a good dad and husband. I never abused my family in any ways. I was a victim of spousal abuse, and was advised by my cognitive behavioral therapist after years of therapy to file charges in the event of future violence and to make a plan to leave.

I did. And for anyone else listening, please leave. Listen to your therapist or whoever you trust is telling you. It will be the most painful experience of your life. But you are alive and no one is controlling you anymore!

That said, I share this.

When I got my first place. I wrote Disposable on the bathroom mirror. No idea why that word! But I hate looking at myself, and the urge just took over.

So,the very first thing I looked at every night before bed, and every morning before I got ready for whatever the universe was going to throw at me.

Good or Bad. Whatever thoughts or feelings I had when I looked at that word determined how I was going to be conducting myself on this rock that day.

I haven’t heard from my adopted daughter or my biological son in over 10 years. My son had his name changed to his mothers maiden name.

I took that word off my mirror recently.

And I did it because I realized that only I can give this word power. No one else!

I have purged everything and everyone in my orbit that illicit the feelings this word conjures within me.

No one is Disposable! Please don’t let anyone make you feel that way! Ever.

Just had to vent 🙏