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Some More Info About Molly and Her Life

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This is Molly.

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Molly doesn’t have a smile, not yet, and perhaps never will.

Molly may have smiled as a child, once, and got hit for doing it.

Hit by her Dad, a man with his own reasons for not smiling.

And why should he let his daughter smile, if he had nothing to smile about?

There are other people like Molly, and like her father too.

Those who smiled and learned to never smile again.

Those who saw a smile and hated seeing it, so stopped the smiler from smiling.

Don’t be like Molly was, stay away from the ones who try to stop you from smiling.

Molly doesn’t live anywhere near her dad now, but she still can’t see anything to smile about. Life is like that sometimes. It’s a sad thing. Sometimes, for some people, that’s their life. I hope that one day, it will no longer be Molly’s life, and I hope she might feel she can smile.

And don’t be like Molly’s dad. Even if you don’t feel like smiling, that doesn’t give you the right to stop other people from smiling.

The world always needs more smiles in it.

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When Molly Last Smiled

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Molly has smiled, even though she usually seems she’s never ever smiled, not ever, in her entire life. Molly has smiled, but usually it was a twisted, hateful smile. She smiled like a liar might smile, when they con a person, and get something out of them, fooling them. A triumphant but sad smile, that one.

Happy smiles? Molly has never had a happy smile, never a happy moment really. This is how Molly’s face usually looks Screenshot 2019-05-17 at 5.52.43 PM sad, cynical maybe, but a long, long way from being happy. Molly and happiness don’t meet up with each other.

If you feel like Molly, like there is nothing to be happy about, nothing to smile about, it can feel like your world is pointless, like there is a cloud that covers the whole world, or like there are no colours in the world, never have been, never will be, not in your world.

Being depressed, having depression, that can make happiness disappear. Everything might feel like it’s a huge effort, even getting out of bed is too much. There is nothing you want to do, not joy in your life, no possibility of having anything good happen. Even watching TV might feels like to much, you can’t follow what’s happening on the screen, your brain can’t concentrate.

Is Molly depressed? Maybe she is. Many people suffer from depression, sometimes without realising it. They just suffer in silence, not smiling, not doing much at all, and certainly nothing happy or fun. They can’t see any good things possible in their lives. That’s how Molly feels.

So yes Molly has smiled, but it was not a happy smile, it was a cynical smile, which is a sneer really, not a smile. Molly can’t remember smiling a happy smile, but she can remember, when she was little, her dad saying to her, “What at you grinning at?” and he hit her. It wiped out her ability to smile like other people do, she thinks.

Now Molly won’t smile, maybe can’t smile, not how other people smile. I hope one day, Molly might find a reason to smile, and see whether her smile is completely wiped out, or whether, one happy day, she might smile a happy smile again, and no-one will hit her. Maybe …

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Molly’s Story Shifted, But Back Here Again

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My “This is Molly” story had a brief move to another of my blogs, one which deals with abuse, sexual abuse against children initially, but other forms of abuse later on. It seemed like a better spot for Molly’s story, but on further thought, I’m back to feeling the ‘story’ should be here, on my writer blog.

That other blog, https://wordpress.com/view/damagedchildrenpreciousgems.wordpress.com got its name from the poetry collection I had published quite a few years back, and I have gained much from having written and shared the words. Life isn’t always lovely, and when you can show that bad times can have a better way to go, it can be helpful for other people, and I am glad to know of women I have helped with this book.

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This is Molly. She has had a hard life, and it shows …

 

So I’ve decided this blog is the best place for Molly and her story.

Molly has had a tough life, and Molly shows her reactions to that in her face. Molly’s face has had smiles, but that was a long, long time ago. She’d love to have a reason to smile just once as an adult, it would be a good thing, a new thing, but her smiles were as a child and they were few and far between, even then.

Keep a look out here, and you sill see some more of Molly’s story. I truly hope Molly can have a happy ending, but I can’t see it going that way, not yet. Poor Molly, domestic violence is a terrible thing, and even though there are groups and programs to help victims of DV, it is never an easy thing to get over.

Hearing about the lives of people who haven’t had things as easy as we have, may bring a better understanding to people, and empathy as well. When things are bad, you need all of the help you can get. People like Molly may not smile and say thank you, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t grateful. They may not think the help will continue, based on their life experience …

If Molly and her story are like your own story, I hope you are able to get the help you need. If not, some of these links may be of help: click here