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Trifecta Challenge: Survive

Trifecta Challenge: Survive
This week we want you to write on the third definition of:
survive
1: to remain alive after the death of <he is survived by his wife>
2: to continue to exist or live after <survived the earthquake>
3: to continue to function or prosper despite : withstand <they survived many hardships>

Please remember:

  • Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.
  • You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.
  • The word itself needs to be included in your response.
  • You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above.
  • Only one entry per writer.
  • Trifecta is open to everyone!!  Please join us.

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For everyone who has been abused, misused, betrayed, rejected and put down, I want to encourage you, because I too, have experienced the sorrow and  anguish of abuse and rejection, and one thing that I’ve learned in life is that hurting people hurt other people, so the cycle continues.

http://www.ibtimes.com/could-delhi-gang-rape-victims-death-really-change-india-979932
http://www.ibtimes.com/could-delhi-gang-rape-victims-death-really-change-india-979932

For everyone who has ever been a victim (and I humbly submit to you that many victimizers were once victims), you need to know that you need not remain a victim. Did you get that? You do not need to remain a victim of your circumstances. You have options.

One of the things that victimizers do, is convince their victims that there is no hope. They do this by wearing their victims down with lies… You’re stupid… a mistake… worthless… unlovable… unwanted… Hear me friends, if you want to be set free, you must know the truth for every lie that has been told to you.

This is my prayer for each one who reads this post… that you would no longer be a victim. To merely survive is not good enough for you either… I pray that you would become an overcomer, a conqueror, one who knows the truth and has been set free from the lies of your abuser(s).

God says that He carefully knit you together in your mother’s womb, fearfully and wonderfully in His imageTherefore, you cannot be stupid, worthless, ugly or any of those things your abusers said you were, because God is perfect.

God says that He chose you long before the foundations of the earth were even laid, and that He loves you with an everlasting loveTherefore, you are not unwanted, or unlovable, because He loves you and desires you.

Beloved, I could go on and on, but my words are limited. Therefore, I encourage you to call upon the Lord, and allow Him to guide you in all truth, so that you are no longer bound by the chains your abuser(s) placed on you.

© 2013
Cheryl A. Showers

Weekly Writing Challenge: Shift Your Perspective – Help Me Dr. Phil!

Weekly Writing Challenge: Shift Your Perspective

This week, we’re challenging you to explore how different narrative modes affect your writing.

Dear Dr. Phil,

Please allow me to express my sincere apologies to you one more time. I can assure you that when I was backing out of my parking place, I had no idea that there was anyone behind me, and I certainly had no idea that someone was you! I would never intentionally hurt or back over anyone, so you can imagine my dismay, when I heard the horrible thud, immediately followed by your painful shrieks.

English: Phil McGraw photographed for the cove...
English: Phil McGraw photographed for the cover of Newsweek magazine by Jerry Avenaim (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Again, I humbly ask for your forgiveness. I know that I hurt you, but what you may not realize, is that I too, was traumatized. I haven’t been able to get a good night’s rest since that tragic accident. I keep having the same recurring nightmare of you flailing around on the pavement, wailing in the same horrible, high-pitched way you did when I backed over you with my car. It’s just horrible!

I’m so ashamed, and I feel really foolish for asking this, especially after the pain that I’ve caused you, but Dr. Phil, is there any way that you would consider helping me recover from this trauma? I really would appreciate it.

Sincerely,
Jane Doe

“Ladies and gentlemen, can you believe this? Can any of you wrap your mind around the horror I suffered at this woman’s hands? Or should I say her car?

“Picture this, if you will… I was walking across the parking lot after stopping off at the grocery store for a loaf of bread and a gallon of milk, feeling rather pleased with myself, because for once, I had gotten everything on the list that Robin had requested.”

“Excuse me, Phil! Hon, excuse me,” Robin interrupted, raising her hand and wriggling in her seat as she sought her husband’s attention.

Dr Phil.
Dr Phil. (Photo credit: RubyGoes)

Dr. Phil looked over at his wife with raised eyebrows, irritation in his voice at this interruption, as he responded to Robin, “Yes, hon?”

“I can’t believe she would interrupt me in the middle of a live show after all I’ve been through,” he thought to himself.

Robin smiled sweetly, thinking, “He’s such a sweetheart, but bless his heart, he can’t remember squat.” 

“I just wanted to make sure we tell everything accurately,” she said. “Because you actually didn’t get everything on my list. I also asked you to get me some Excedrin for my headache, but you forgot that.”

“Are you kidding me?” Phil expostulated loudly. “You interrupted my dialogue to tell me that? After all the agony I’ve been through?”

Robin’s sweet countenance fell, as she glared at her irate husband, “After all the agony you’ve been through? What about me? Do you know what this has been like for me? There I was, in the midst of a terrible migraine headache, and the police show up at the door to tell me that you’ve been run over! So I had to get myself together and rush to the hospital, while still in the midst of a painful migraine. And did you show any sympathy or consideration for my pain? No, you just laid there on the gurney, screaming and hollering and moaning and groaning, like you were going to die, you big baby!”

Looking straight at the cameras, Dr. Phil responded, “And there you have it, ladies and gentlemen. Men, consider this a learning experience, when your wife interrupts you in the midst of your work, remember to smile at her and agree, because if you snap at her, you could suffer for weeks, like I’ve got a feeling I’m about to do.”

“I’m sorry, Robin, you’re right. I did forget to get your Excedrin.”

https://opensky.com/robin-mcgraw
https://opensky.com/robin-mcgraw

“What a sanctimonious jerk,” Robin thought, as she smiled sweetly at Dr. Phil and said, “That’s okay, honey. I love you.”

“Now, ladies and gentlemen, as I was saying before, my wife reminded me of my forgetfulness, can you place yourself in my shoes? I was minding my own business, when this woman negligently throws her car into reverse and backs over me, knocking me off my feet, and leaving me in excruciating pain. And I have to tell you my friends, that’s not even the worst of it.

“I’m sure you’ve all seen the terrible pictures on the news broadcasts and all over the internet. Stupid paparazzi! Someone even recorded my screams of pain, and now there’s this embarrassing YouTube video that’s gone viral. How many of you have seen it? That’s what I was afraid of.

“And now, this woman has written a letter, asking for my help. What would you do?

“When I first read her letter, I was taken aback. I couldn’t imagine anyone having the nerve to back over someone and then ask that person for help. But there was something in the letter that just kept drawing me back to it, and the more I read it, the more interested I was in discovering what kind of person could be so stupid as to back up over someone and then expect him to help her get over the strain of it.

http://articles.nydailynews.com/2009-02-14/gossip/17915993_1_dr-phil-show-james-white-divorce
http://articles.nydailynews.com/2009-02-14/gossip/17915993_1_dr-phil-show-james-white-divorce

“Are you as curious as I was? Good, well then, ladies and gentlemen, without further ado, I would like to introduce you to ‘Jane Doe.’ By the way, just so everyone is clear about this, ‘Jane Doe’ is just a pseudonym we’ve chosen for the woman who almost killed me. Come on out, ‘Jane.'”

After the introduction I just heard, I questioned my sanity in asking for help from Dr. Phil. It seemed very likely that he was about to throw me under the bus (no pun intended) for accidentally backing over him. As I walked on the stage and saw the devilish gleam in his eyes, and that nasty smirk on his face, I quickly looked away. My heart was nearly pounding out of my chest. I looked at the curious faces in the audience, and then my glance caught the sympathetic look on Robin’s face. In her eyes I saw pity and compassion for me. It was obvious that she already knew something that I was just beginning to understand, as I looked into Dr. Phil’s eyes, which looked back at me with undisguised hatred in them.

It was that look that settled the matter in my mind. Dr. Phil wasn’t interested in helping me. He wanted to heap his vengeance on me, and it was very likely that I would be defamed and ridiculed at best, and painted as a wicked villain at the worst. As I quickly sorted the pros and cons in my mind, I made my decision and turned tail and ran.

I ran as fast as I could run off the stage, grabbed my purse from the green room, and ran into the parking lot, where already, a man with a camera followed me in close pursuit, along with Dr. Phil. There was no way I was going to let them catch me. “I’ll just have to live with the nightmares,” I thought as I hurriedly jumped into my car, throwing it into reverse. And then suddenly, I heard a horrible “thud” followed by the loud, high-pitched wailing of Dr. Phil. “Oh man! Can anyone say ‘Groundhog Day’?”

© 2012
Cheryl A. Showers