Category Archives: Miscellaneous Authors

If I Give Up On You…


If I ever decide to give up on you, you need to understand how much that took out of me. I’m the type who gives endless chances, always have your back and truly accept you for who you are. When the rest of the world doesn’t want you, I will. So if I decided to give up on you, please understand that it took everything that was left inside of me to leave you alone because I realized we have no more hope left to cling to. It’s not that I stopped loving you, it’s that I became drained and found that I have nothing more left inside of me to give.

~ Enchanting Minds


When There Are Too Many Words…


When there are too many words
inside of my head, I cannot sleep.
They rattle around making all sorts of noise
Until I pluck them out of my mind
and put them on paper.
My voice refuses to be silenced
by a downy pillow.

~Christy Ann Martine

What Interests Me Most


What interests me the most, is a person’s mind.

Their stories, their thoughts. The memories. The secrets that lay dormant in their head, waiting to be told. I find it so interesting. Cause I have been though a lot. And I am just fascinated by other’s struggles. Everyone has their own struggle. I love learning about someone’s life. How they came to be the person they are today, why they act or talk the way they do. It’s just very interesting.

~ djmelodie/tumblr

Abuse Victim’s Rights



I must give myself the right to be me – to function as I see fit. It is impossible to have a sound self-concept until I am true to myself and accept full responsibility for my own individual life, my own need fulfillment. At any instant I can start a new life.


To recognize myself as an important and interesting person in the world – a unique and precious part of life.

To feel warm and happy, kind and living toward myself.

To realize that at my divine center I am no better or worse, or more or less important, than anyone else in the entire world.

To be different, to make mistakes, to be “wrong,” to be inadequate.

To take the time and effort to fulfill my own needs.

To share my voice, my truth, my feelings, my thoughts, my opinions.

To be happy and free – to be harmonious and effective – to succeed.

To be open and kind, loving and lovable – compassionate and helpful.

To be keenly sensitive and aware – radiantly healthy and energetic.

To do less than perfect – to be inefficient, to procrastinate, to “goof off,” to kill time.

To have “unacceptable” thoughts, images, desire and experiences.

To allow others to make mistakes, to be “wrong” – to be ignorant, to be “screwed-up.”

To act spontaneously, to resist, to change my mind, to be stubborn.

To be emotional – to love, to cry, to be angry, to be selfish and uncaring.

To drop all masks and images – to not fulfill other’s expectations and images of me.

To be criticized condemned, disapproved, disliked and unwanted.

To fail and to learn from it.

To be loyal, courageous, and exceptional – in both my person and my work.

To accept my own authority – to follow my own “knowing.”

Their Dorian Grey


If you stay with an NPD (Narcissistic Personality Disorder), you will become the portrait to their Dorian Grey. They will parasitically drain you, your life & your visage of vitality and good; you will show the years of absorbing/enabling their exploitations. They will wear you as a skin and you them; enmeshed, stepped through each others’ mirror. Out of you both, it will be you who shows the ravages of their affliction. Don’t exist in a portrait of someone else’s making; step out of their frame.


Who Am I, You Ask?


“Who am I, you ask?
I am made from all the people I’ve encountered and all the things I have experienced. Inside, I hold the laughter of my friends, the arguments with my parents, the chattering of young children, and the warmth from kind strangers. Inside, there are stitchings from cracked hearts, bitters words from heated arguments, music that gets me through, and emotions I cannot convey. I am made from all these people and moments.
That is who I am.”

~ Ming D. Liu