Publisher's Synopsis
The self-forgiveness revitalization process was quite the bitter journey in the beginning. I was being asked to take ownership for the discomfort seemingly initiated by others. The exploited and mismanaged daily life lessons early on led to unfavorable outcomes. The God fearing intentions of my family's way of life turned into an ongoing battle of mental and physical agony. The deep-rooted inability to separate normal from abnormal activities began to equal cruel and unusual punishment. When I finally grew up I wanted a good simple life. My inability to let go of the thought "It wasn't my fault" caused unnecessary overt strife. At times, it seemed easier to die a broken vessel than to submit to the time required to learn to outlive my oppositions. I had a real struggle knowing the difference between feeling lazy and being truly exhausted for many years. I searched for easier and painless ways to change my outlook, but faced one harsh painful-ending after another. A praiseworthy life that was all I'd wanted from the very beginning. In writing this book, I have tried to present the ongoing search for a better way of life. Once my inner conflicts were settled, I was awakened to undreamed rewards. Great temporary mentors, coaches and makeshift lesson plans replaced my excuses, doubts, and fears. Nurturing the wholehearted human within still sometimes baffles me. The commitment to turn missteps, blunders and mistakes into livable, forgivable and solvable memorable moments, rule today. My reality is I would hardly be human if I aced life's difficult challenges every time. The truth is I needed a bundled package of assistance. The ages of my trash-world tells the true story of survival and restoration. It is my hope, the readers will find on these pages the now missing tears of the author's awesome journey. This book shares a learned truth: "Behind some trashy doors, self-love can still be found."
