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Healing Janice

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This is my story written over the first twelve months after losing my love, my beautiful husband of twenty-one years. It is a weekly, monthly account of my journey of grief. It was confronting at times, and sometimes too sad even for tears, but a journey that I chose to take because I wanted to learn from my grief. I wanted to feel my pain, all of it. I wanted to feel healed and even nurtured by my pain, and come out the other side of it a wiser stronger and more rounded woman. I also wanted to face truths, and to experience forgiveness on a deep level.

I know now that healing drenches my soul with forgiveness, and this then cannot help but drench my soul with more healing!All Rights Reserved

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RS#1: Life Of The Shattered [COMPLETE✔] by Chubby_chubber

Runaway Series: Book 1 3 years ago I escaped from the hell he created 3 years ago I endured all the pain he inflicted on me 3 years ago is a nightmare I will never forget Today he found me. All the fears and miseries came back to me. I once loved him but all he did was to hurt me. I want to run and escape again just to be away from him. He is the monster who created chaos in my life. But what shocked me the most is when he told me... "I'm sorry" ----------------------------------------------------------------- The door opened and Alexander came inside. I light up the room revealing the surprise I prepared for his 25th birthday. "Happy birthday," I told him He gave me no attention and he just proceeds walking in the kitchen. All the maids were out because it's a holiday leaving just me and Alexander in the mansion. I followed him and I prepared everything I cooked in front of the table. "Quit the act!" he angrily said "W-what?" "Your cheap tactics won't win me back... No matter what you do..your always a gold digging bitch!" I felt pain to my heart and I tried settling this out "Alexander I never cheated on you please believe me over those lies because I am your wife" I spoke up He suddenly stands up and he backhanded me. I touched my right cheek and I can feel the burn of the hit. He grabbed my face making me look at him eye to eye "If I were you, I will watch that filthy mouth of yours!" He let go and my face hurts. He threw the food out of the table just in front of me. The food scattered all around the floor and some were spilled on to my skin burning it. He suddenly left going upstairs and I was just left there being a sobbing mess. Started: June 17, 2018 Ended: June 1, 2019

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RS#1: Life Of The Shattered [COMPLETE✔]

Runaway Series: Book 1 3 years ago I escaped from the hell he created 3 years ago I endured all the pain he inflicted on me 3 years ago is a nightmare I will never forget Today he found me. All the fears and miseries came back to me. I once loved him but all he did was to hurt me. I want to run and escape again just to be away from him. He is the monster who created chaos in my life. But what shocked me the most is when he told me... "I'm sorry" ----------------------------------------------------------------- The door opened and Alexander came inside. I light up the room revealing the surprise I prepared for his 25th birthday. "Happy birthday," I told him He gave me no attention and he just proceeds walking in the kitchen. All the maids were out because it's a holiday leaving just me and Alexander in the mansion. I followed him and I prepared everything I cooked in front of the table. "Quit the act!" he angrily said "W-what?" "Your cheap tactics won't win me back... No matter what you do..your always a gold digging bitch!" I felt pain to my heart and I tried settling this out "Alexander I never cheated on you please believe me over those lies because I am your wife" I spoke up He suddenly stands up and he backhanded me. I touched my right cheek and I can feel the burn of the hit. He grabbed my face making me look at him eye to eye "If I were you, I will watch that filthy mouth of yours!" He let go and my face hurts. He threw the food out of the table just in front of me. The food scattered all around the floor and some were spilled on to my skin burning it. He suddenly left going upstairs and I was just left there being a sobbing mess. Started: June 17, 2018 Ended: June 1, 2019