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Debra Jensen's avatar

It was only when I got truly ANGRY about everything that happened 2 me did I figure out that I was depressed and only then I began 2 heal ✌️

Your thoughtful and graceful way of communicating is so inspiring. Sending luv & light in I can only imagine was a painful February for u🧡

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I spent three years researching, doing FOIA requests, and gathering evidence after hearing that a man in my city whose business was being promoted by local leaders (including elected officials) was using an assumed name because he had been convicted (and pled guilty) to grooming and raping a 14-15 year old girl when he was her pastor. In our same city. I couldn’t believe it could be true. It turned out not only was it true, but our Mayor wrote a letter on his behalf asking that he not receive any jail time. It was anger that fueled me to keep pursuing the truth and finally find a reporter who was willing to do a story on it (too many local outlets didn’t want to because our Mayor is a Democrat, which made me so mad because so am I and it shouldn’t matter!). The key for me was setting myself a timer to go off every hour that I was doing the work. Once an hour I would stop to take a break from the anger and to focus on love. Love for the victims, for our community, for the detectives who put so much into the case he was convicted for, and even love for those causing harm in praying that accountability and justice would lead to them truly changing. Righteous anger can be an amazing fuel for change.

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