[woundedhearts]

Within the past several weeks I was attacked and found out that I am pg. I am in the middle of doing a *b*rt**n. You ever hear that saying, when someone hands you lemons, make lemonaide. My therapist said that with this story I have done just that. Well I have been struggling a lot with this. I saw my therapist today and before that I did the first part of the *b*rt**n. My therapist and I were talking about a way to do some type of thing to bless the precious one, so I wrote a story. I will post it in the next post. The story I don't think is triggering, but this post might be so that is why I put the Might Trigger at the top.

[woundedhearts]

One hot summer night a fairy was buzzing at her buttercup flower when all of a sudden a big hairy ogre appeared before her. The fairy was so full of terror and fright. She didn't have a clue of what to do. The fairy decided she must get some help as this big hairy ogre was about to have her for dinner. She picked up a magical whistle to call for the guards. The big hairy ogre had grabbed at the whistle. The fairy was able to get a little whistle out before she tossed it down so that the big hairy ogre wasn't able to get the magical whistle and destroy it. The fairy started too whined up her wings. As she started to fly away, the big hairy ogre had grabbed hold of her and tossed her into a big thorn bush. She was scared and sore from the thorns that had stuck her. The big hairy ogre thought that the thorn bush wasn't enough to get her to stop flying so he tossed her into a big boiling pot so that he could cook her up for dinner. As the water in the pot began to boil even more, the guards came rushing over to help the fairy. The fairy was so filled with rage that someone would want to eat her for dinner, that she grabbed these big huge boysenberries and began to toss them at this big hairy ogre. He began to run away. One of the guards had come over to the fairy to help her, but she was still so full of rage that she was still throwing all these big huge boysenberries. She didn't realize that it was a guard whom was there to help her. The guard backed away and then another guard had thought she would try her hand at it. As she thought she would be more helpful because one day before she grew up and became a guard, she too was a fairy. Well the fairy was still so full of rage and full of terror, that she still didn't realize that it was a guard whom was there to help and protect her. She was still tossing and throwing these big huge boysenberries at the guards. She looked over as she was going to grab another boysenberry and the bush was all empty. There weren't any boysenberries left. So the fairy reached over and grabbed the biggest thorn that she could see. The guard then realized that they needed someone who can better assist the fairy so they called the fairy godmother to come and let this poor fairy know that she was safe and that the big hairy ogre wouldn't be eating her for dinner that hot summer night. The fairy godmother had brought her team of warm fuzzies to help along on this mission. The fairy godmother and the warm fuzzy team had helped the fairy know that she was safe. They told the fairy that she needed to go to the medic tent to get the thorns taken out of her so that she would be ok. During her visit at the medic tent, she found out that several weeks earlier when a different big hairy ogre had tried to eat her for dinner had planted a caterpillar within the fairies hair. So the only way to get the caterpillar out of the fairies hair is to wind it up within her hair to make it into a cocoon. So she had to go to the cocoon shop a couple days later. She was so afraid of what would happen, but the people in the cocoon shop had treated her as gently as they could. Even though it was painful for the fairy to get her hair made into a cocoon, she was able to make it through that journey of that part of getting this caterpillar out of her hair. The caterpillar wasn't an evil creature, even though the big hairy ogre had placed it into her hair. It was just as innocent and free spirited as the fairy was. She knew that she had to get it into a cocoon like the medic tent had told her. So she started the cocoon and knew that several days later that she would have to let the cocoon free. You see, the cocoon would then open up and be a beautiful butterfly. The butterfly could then sore through the sky and through the land and be set free. It would be able to be a free spirit once again and not trapped as it was. The fairy was really sad because it would mean that part of her hair would be damaged and taken away from her. She knew she had to grieve the loss of her hair that was made to make the cocoon. She also knew that she had to let this caterpillar become a beautiful butterfly as she knew that it was a free spirit and needed to be set free again. She knew she would be sad and feel a great deal of loss, but she knew that it was the right thing to do. So she sat and waited until it was time to set the butterfly free.

[wanttoheal]

[woundedhearts]

Thank you wanttoheal.

[nothemama8]

[selfy]

wow pretty story
self

[woundedhearts]

Thank you nothemama8.

[woundedhearts]

Thank you self.

[bipolar_bear]

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[woundedhearts]

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I'm so sorry. Sending good thoughts your way to help strengthen you.

[woundedhearts]

(((((Hugs))))) Thanks so much estersvirtue.

[Evangelista]

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Know you are in my thoughts...take care...

Eva

[woundedhearts]

Thank you (((((Evangelista)))))

[onebody]

an amazingly beautiful story.
Harsh but beautiful.
I think that butterfly is free and soaring.
Hope you doing OK.

[Fuzzybear]

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[woundedhearts]

Thank you onebody. Doing the best that I can. Had a great session with T yesterday.

[woundedhearts]

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[woundedhearts]

Thank you.