Angels of Domestic Violence, Always remembered!

"Please sign my guestbook, you don't need to be on myspace to sign this one." ..Date: Oct 22, 2007 9:45 AM

Avoid Toxic People In Your Life

Sometimes, a trick to anger management is to avoid toxic people in your life - or at least minimize their presence or influence.

You can tell if someone is toxic for you if:

* they have the ability to consistently trigger anger in you, when other people don’t.
* you don’t like who you are or who you become when you interact with them.
* you have constant feelings of resentment toward them.
* they drain all your emotional resources in dealing with them.

You don’t have to put up with people who simply are not good for you - even if they are relatives, co-workers, or neighbors.

You may not be able to avoid them completely, but you often can see them less often, give them less information about you (so they have less “ammunition”), stop confiding in them, or stop making personal sacrifices to please them.(THIS SITE CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT! IT IS NOT SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN UNDER 18. HOWEVER, WE CAN ONLY HOPE THEY DON'T NEED A SITE LIKE THIS SOO YOUNG.) THE FOLLOWING SLIDE SHOW CONTAINS GRAPHICS AND IS NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG CHILDREN OR WEAK STOMACHS. IT IS FOR THE PURPOSE OF DOMESTIC VIOLENCE AWARENESS.

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myspace graphics CANDLES FOR ALL THE ANGELS OF DOMESTIC VIOLENCE "May they all get their deserved justice and get to rest in peace"A Mother's WalkThe young mother set her foot on the path of life. "Is this the long way?" she asked.And the guide said, "Yes, and the way is hard. And you will be old before you reach the end of it. But the end will be better than the beginning".But the young mother was happy, and she would not believe that anything could be better than these years. So she played with her children, and gathered flowers for them along the way, and bathed them in the clear streams. As the sun shone on them, and the young mother cried, "Nothing will ever be lovelier than this".Then the night came ... the storm ... the path became dark. The children shook with fear and cold. The mother drew them close and covered them with her mantle. The children said, "Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near. No harm can come to us."Then morning came. There was a hill ahead, and the mother and her children climbed and grew wearyShe would frequently tell the children, "Keep your patience because we are almost there."So the children continued to climb. When they reached the top they said, "Mother, we would not have done it without you."When the mother laid down at night, she looked up at the stars and thought, "This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness. Yesterday I gave them courage. Today I have given them strength."The next day, strange clouds appeared which darkened the earth ... clouds of war, hate, and evil. As the children groped and stumbled, the mother said, "Look up! Lift your eyes to the light!"The children looked. They saw above the clouds, an everlasting glory, and it guided them beyond the darkness. That night, the mother said, " This is the best day of all, for I have shown my children God."The days went on, and the weeks, and the months, and the years. The mother grew old and she was little and bent over. But her children were tall and strong, and walked with courage. When the way was rough, they lifted her, for she was as light as a feather. At last they came to the top of a hill. They could see a shining road with a golden gate that opened wide. The mother said, "I have reached the end of my journey. I now know that the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk alone, and their children after them."The children said, "You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates." They stood and watched her as she went on alone. The gates closed after her. The children said, "We cannot see her, but she is still with us. A mother like ours is more than a memory. She is a living presence."
MySpace Codes & MySpace LayoutsOur mother is always with us. She's the whisper of the leaves as we walk down the street. She's the smell of bleach in our freshly laundered socks. She's the cool hand on our brow when we're not feeling well. Our Mother lives inside our laughter. She's crystallized in every tear drop we shed. She's the place we came from ... our first home. She's the map we follow with every step we take. She's our first love and our first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can separate us from her ... Not time ... not space ... not even death!