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by lifeafterthewolf

I was wrong. – poem

I trusted him.

I believed that he had changed.

I thought he had our best interest in mind.

I wanted to give the best for our kids.

I was wrong.

He didn’t care, he hadn’t changed.

He knew how to manipulate my mind.

He knew I was willing to give up my life.

He knew how to hurt me.

I was wrong.

I wasn’t allowed to have feelings.

I wasn’t allowed to speak up.

I wasn’t allowed to disagree.

I wasn’t allowed to tell him anything.

I was wrong.

I always have been wrong to him.

I was wrong to jump into this move.

I have now drug my children through war.

I have lost it all again.

But I’m strong.

I can make it through this.

Our children will be okay.

But him?

I hope he one day realizes…

What he did is wrong.

(October 2017)

by lifeafterthewolf

Wrong. (2017, JR)

I trusted him.

I believed that he had changed.

I thought he had our best interest in mind.

I wanted to give the best for our kids.

I was wrong.

He didn’t care, he hadn’t changed.

He knew how to manipulate my mind.

He knew I was willing to give up my life.

He knew how to hurt me.

I was wrong.

I wasn’t allowed to have feelings.

I wasn’t allowed to speak up.

I wasn’t allowed to disagree.

I wasn’t allowed to tell him anything.

I was wrong.

I always have been wrong to him.

I was wrong to jump into this move.

I have now drug my children through war.

I have lost it all again.

But I’m strong.

I can make it through this.

Our children will be okay.

But him?

I hope he one day realizes…

What he did is wrong.

by lifeafterthewolf

The Wolf

She’s looking for affection and the sheep catches her attention.

She looks at him with her big brown eyes. 

Like a lost doe looking for direction.

He leads her down a hidden a path in his forest. 

The flowers lining the pathways make her feel at ease. 

There’s so much laughter and it makes her feel comfortable. 

But the Wolf is there. Hiding. Waiting to pounce on her vulnerability.

She trusts him. He knows this.

The sun sets into the horizon and she realizes quickly that he’s the only one around. It’s dark. Yet, she has been led to believe that he can be trusted.

The Wolf. The Wolf.

She follows him into to the forest, the walkways are no longer defined. She’s lost. 

The days fade into one another and she’s lost a sense of time. She’s lost the sense of herself.

Yet, she continues to follow blindly. As he knows how to play the part. 

But, the sheep’s clothing is unraveling. 

He’s hungry. He’s out for blood.

She’s given it all.

For the Wolf that stole her heart.

by lifeafterthewolf

A little about me.

My name is Jules. I am 29 years old. I want to share my life with you.

Why do this publicly? I know I am not alone in this journey. I want to help others know that it is okay to struggle. It’s okay to ask for help.

Let’s go over some of the topics I will talk about. That way you know whether this page is for you or not.

  • Sexual Assault
  • Drug Abuse
  • Eating Disorder
  • Narcissistic Abuse
  • Divorce
  • Single Parenting
  • Suicide
  • Self Harm

If you or someone you know can relate to these topics. Stick around. Let’s go on this journey together.