Once upon a time, no so long ago, I became my own knight in shining armour and rescued myself.

I’d waited long enough for a real ‘knight in shining armour’ to come and rescue me. You know, the fairy-story kind.

Pretty soon it became obvious nothing would change unless I became my own rescuer.

Here’s the thing, I’d gotten stuck in a hole.
Living someone else’s life.
Keeping someone else happy.
All the while, I felt like I was dying on the inside.

While I’d known for a long time something had to change, it wasn’t at all easy sorting all the obstacles that were in my way.

The fact that I’d dug my own hole didn’t make it any easier either.

After all I’d purchased the cattle. At his request, I’d allowed the man to board for free in my home in exchange for caring for the animals.

Picking up the phone and asking for help was undoubtedly one of the hardest and the bravest things I’ve ever done.

Truth is there’s been no fairy-tale ending as the man has since shown his true colours as an abusive slanderer spreading malicious lies and gossip.

Without doubt, rescuing myself has proved to be harder for me than rescuing others.

By the way, let me know if you’d like me to support you as you rescue yourself.