Lessons I Learned from the Men Who Tried to Love Me
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  • Parts 11
  • Time 1h 6m
Ongoing, First published Mar 27, 2020
Mature
Hi, I'm Journi and this book is my story. But, it's not about me. Well, it is about me, but it is also about you. It is about all of us. Anyone who has ever loved a man. Everyone whose love for a man has shaped who they have become. Anyone who has experienced love poisoned by toxic habits and behaviors and mindsets. Whether true or fleeting, reciprocal or selfish, that love made a huge impact on us and because of that love, none of us will ever be the same. It is about everyone whose choices have been decided because of the influence of a man, or the lack thereof. So although this is about me and all of the lessons I've learned from those men who I loved and those who loved or tried to love me, it is also about all the lessons that you have learned. It is about taking all of those lessons, the ones that broke us and the ones that made us whole again, taking all of those pieces: the abuse, the rejection, the ecstasy, the abandonment, the passion, and the pleasure, and making a beautiful picture with it. This is about realizing that in a life well-lived, there are no failures; there are only wins and lessons. This book is the manifestation of the revelation that one has to choose to be a victim, and even when one is victimized, one does not have to make victimhood her place of residence. This is a story of trauma and heartbreak, but more than that, it is a story of resilience and the reclaiming of power. It is my journey to wholeness, and hopefully, it will be yours, too.
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