Listening to the Silence

Little girl looking out over water

Losing my childhood innocence and security in the world shattered part of me.

I wrote this personal essay for school and wanted to share it with you. Hopefully, it will make you think about your first memory and the loss of childhood. This experience still haunts me at times.

Childlike, haunting music repeating endlessly – that’s the first thing that I remember. I was two years old, snuggled into my bed. Warm, safe blankets with loving, present parents in the next room, I understood the world as a child does: concrete, simplistic, beautiful, self-focused. Yet on that one night, one song motivated the cackling Greek fates to unwind the darkened portion of my life’s ball of yarn.   Continue reading

Recovery in the Media: 71. Cinderella

Cinderella

This beautiful movie is one of my new favorites.

70. Cinderella

For months, I looked forward to the release of this movie although I worried a bit about how it might alter the story. With each preview, my worry decreased while my anticipation grew. The final product turned out to be beautiful beyond what I could have hoped for or imagined. Thus, it made perfect sense to feature it for Media Monday.

Synopsis: “Have courage and be kind.” Those are the last instructions that Ella’s mother gives to her young daughter before dying. This loss devastates the sweet girl, but at least her father remains a caring companion. Still, he longs for love again which his daughter readily encourages. Thus, Ella finds herself with a bitter stepmother who only wishes to further the lives of her two daughters. When Ella’s father also dies, the family loses money which forces Ella – or the newly named Cinderella – to become the maid for her stepsisters and stepmother. Still, she tries to continue clinging to her mother’s last words and example, hoping for something better in life. Continue reading

Listaliciousness: Women Bullies, Surprise Engagements, and Facing Phobias

Holding a cat at the pet store

Holding a cat at the pet store

Huge announcement: Big Hero 6 is an awesome film. I laughed so hard, more than at any movie I can recently remember. Tears also came to my eyes at certain moment. I guessed a few of the plot twists but was surprised by other parts. If you want to see a great film that any age can enjoy, check this one out.

Anyway, here are some more links to get your week started or finish your weekend. One is political which might seem strange especially since I am afraid of politics or offending people. However, the story is interesting no matter what party you support. Other links have to do with eating disorder and other mental health issues as well as some fun events concerning television and movies. Hopefully you will enjoy them.

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Recovery in the Media: #55. Maleficent

Maleficent

Maleficent shows the power of our actions, good, evil, revenge, and love.

55. Maleficent

Last week, my brother and I took an unusual visit to the movie theater to see Maleficent. Although I struggled with the film’s use of violence, the overall message touched me deeply. Fairy tales were part of what taught me to love reading. However, their black-and-white view of people has come to trouble me sometimes. Thus, seeing villains redeemed gives me hope for mending my own faults as well as finding good in this hurting world. Because of this hopeful message and other similarly positive themes, Maleficent seemed like a good choice for Media Monday.

Synopsis: Everyone knows the story of Sleeping Beauty. However, how much is known about the villain, Maleficent? This movie shows the story through her eyes. Once a sweet fairy with huge wings, the girl falls in love with a boy, Stefan. At first, these two share true love’s kiss. However, they grow apart as her magical kingdom is attacked by its human neighboring land. After Stefan betrays Maleficent, vengeance and deep hatred replace her tenderness and joy. How will she respond when power-hungry Stefan becomes king and has his first child? Surely, revenge is in order for her pain. Continue reading

The Seven Books on My Ideal Bookshelf

The Twelfth Night

The Twelfth Night

Several months ago, a great blogger named adopting james wrote about his ideal bookshelf.  Ever since then, I have pondered what books would be on my shelf.  Because of my great love of books, many posts have focused on reviews and inspiration found in literature.  Yet once again, I felt compelled to write about wonderful reads.  Here is a quick list of my ideal bookshelf that includes numerous genres, authors, and time periods.  Some relate directly to recovery while others are simply amazing.  Hopefully, these books will not be repeats of those that I have mentioned before.

  1. The Twelfth Night by Shakespeare – Who doesn’t love a romance story filled with humor, confusion, heart-ache, and eventual joy?  Viola inspired me to be unselfish but strong.  All of Shakespeare fills me with mirth, but this play is probably my favorite. Continue reading

Recovery in the Media: #25. Frozen

One of my new favorite films, Frozen is an enchanting and beautiful look at love, loneliness, and family.

One of my new favorite films, Frozen is an enchanting and beautiful look at love, loneliness, and family.

25. Frozen

The moment  that I first heard about Frozen, I fell in love with it.  Not only was it another Disney princess movie (yes, one could argue about the message that they send to girls but I still love them), this film had a character named Anna!  Opening day, my siblings and I went to the theater together.  Not only did I laugh and cry at the film, I also identified so much with the characters.  Because of this and some of its wonderful messages, Media Monday will focus on this fun, touching film.

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Encountering Little Red Riding Hood

Encountering Little Red Riding Hood

Every man’s life is a fairy tale written by God’s fingers. – Hans Christian Anderson

Yesterday was awful.    Hissing in my ears all day, the desires for restriction and self-harm soured my mood.  For every few steps I took forward, I seemed to slip back further.  After a stressful supper, I was ready to give up.  Grumpy and frustrated with myself, I just  wanted to start the next day with hope of a better outcome.

When my mother suggested after supper that I go for a walk, I grabbed my music and red windbreaker before slumping out the door.  Hiking through through the woods around our house is something that calms me down and brings me life.  However, I was pretty sure that tonight I would return just as upset as ever.  After all, I already had embarked on a walk earlier and it had not settled me down.  What could make this one any different? Continue reading