I've designed some tshirts and merchandise in my GBV Shop. I made things that fit my personality. I hope you like them too. More soon!
Do you remember this from years back? It was on everything and we even had rubber bracelets to remind us, "What would Jesus do?" Today a friend posted this and no one seems to get it. I have left churches, and formed religions behind because man has corrupted them. Christianity and religion can be seperate. … Continue reading WWJD?
Pathological liars are the scariest people I know. Not only are they manipulative, but also usually abusive. They leave a wake of victims in their path. The one who hurt me has a body count so high but never looks back, except for me. I think he enjoys the games he plays with my head. … Continue reading Liars
I am releasing pain, betrayal and abandonment from
my heart. Hiding the torment of what happened is killing me.
By releasing it to the Universe I am clearing the clutter
from my head and making room in my heart and soul to heal.
I will feel love and happiness once again.
~ Gia Bennett
I have to remember what I tell others, "Don't be ashamed of your story. It will inspire others." I looked through pictures today for this blog. It was tough on many levels. Remembering what I have endured, scrolling through pics with a guy I truly thought was my soulmate but left me, and looking at … Continue reading 5 Years of Wigs
Betrayal, lying, cheating, hiding things from you, they are all enough to make you hurt. Put them all together with the pity act, finding ways around blocks to contact you, and throwing details of infidelity in your face, you then have to deal with me breaking. I don't know who I have become and I … Continue reading The destruction of me
Back in February, I met an amazing woman who gave me the opportunity to go to a Masquerade Ball for benefiting people living with metastatic breast cancer. There is no cure and some don't like the word survivor linked to mets. I disagree! I think of myself as a survivor and a warrior. My battle … Continue reading Fighting for Life
My journey with cancer began in 1996 at the age of 31...
No matter how tattered and worn life has caused you to feel, use that knowledge and experience to alter it. Just when you think there is nothing left, there is still that shred of courage and strength. Keep patching the fragments, and you will find something beautiful and worth fighting for.