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Who Is the Steel Town Girl?

I was asked in an interview recently, “Who is the Steel Town Girl?”

 

“This is an interesting question because we are just now finding out who we are. As a child, the Steel Town Girl is a vulnerable, confused, silly girl at heart, who just wants to be a kid, and longs to be loved and seen by her family. But, because of dysfunctional family dynamics and abuse, she doesn’t get to have a childhood. She’s a wounded child by night, and an extra, super, do-gooder by day. Many Steel Town Girls are just now, in midlife, waking up to what they really are without all the conditioning of “never good enough,” “who do you think you are?” and confronting the fear caused by being told, “You’d shut your mouth if you knew what was good for you.” Some of us have empty nests now, and others are years into retirement, wondering where our loves and lives have gone? And for as much compassion, time, and energy we’ve given to raise up others, we are left alone to pick up the pieces of our fragmented selves. We’ve given up our lives and our identities to our families who somehow have taken us for granted and look at us as if we are somewhat unhinged. So, we turn to stare at a face we no longer recognize and realize in the end, after all this, we are alone. We pull the capes we wear from under us and sit down at our computers to sew together the pieces of our lives that make us who we are. We read our stories and we can’t believe we are just now realizing that we’ve had empathy for everyone but ourselves. We’ve forgiven everyone but ourselves. And we’ve kept everyone’s secrets for far too long. We’ve stayed strong for so long and the magnitude of staying silent for one more second is crushing us. We’re learning to stand up for ourselves once and for all. And as we do, we weep for the little girls we realize we left, lost, without a voice for their pain. So, we do the work even when we don’t want to, and when we’re done, we show up with our stories in hand and say, “Of course, I look unhinged. This is what my life has been like, I hope you understand why I didn’t tell you this before.” We are the women trying to find the strength to love ourselves through the difficult chapters of our lives all while taking the risk of being judged and ridiculed for feeling anything about it at all.”

 

We’re girls who go on to break the chains of abuse. —Pow! 💥

Girls who Adult Hard because their kids are worth it! —Boom!💥

Girls who Smash Stereotypes! —(Take that!) 💥

Destroy diagnoses! —(Splat!) 💥

Extinguish excuses! —(Zoink!) 💥

And Let go of Labels! —(Pop!) 💥

We needed a hero, so we became one! — Boop! —We’re girls that muscle through and get shit done! And now, we are here to green-light ourselves because no one’s gonna do it for us! We make our own girl-hero figurines because we are just crazy enough to do it. —And, we NOW… have some things to say about our experiences here on planet Earth!

If you’d like to know more about Steel Town Girl as a child, you can buy my memoir in paperback or Kindle on Amazon.

 

If you’d like to know more about Steel Town Girl as a woman, stay tuned here on my blog.

#STG Stories Told for Good

 

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Book Trailer for Steel Town Girl!

Hey everyone! Check it out!

Book Trailer for my new memoir Steel Town Girl!

I’ve been searching for someone to do a book trailer for me for the past few weeks and wanted to share the one my husband made for me. I’m pretty proud of him for the results he came up with considering he was playing around with a program not really knowing what he was doing. What do you think? Not bad, eh?

Also, don’t forget my book is available on Amazon in paperback and on Kindle.

Healing… healing… we’re gonna heal.

This is what healing looks like.

This is me not talking about what the narcissist did or said to me.

On my walk yesterday I stopped to swing after a wonderful hour long massage and a great night’s sleep.

Healing from this doesn’t come from posting memes all over your FB page about it. And it’s not in narcissistic abuse groups where people are in different stages of processing.

You’ll find true healing in your therapist’s office. In actively pursuing reputable sources of information regarding narcissism and no where else.

You’ll find it when you get outside in nature and outside of yourself.

Of course, I had to slide down the slide too. Lol!

I deserve to live my one and only life and so do you.

Be happy. Life is too short to spend it crying over those who didn’t deserve us.

You are loved,

Robin

You can purchase my memoir Steel Town Girl on Amazon in paperback and on Kindle.

My First Interview about Steel Town Girl and a Shout Out from my Editor!

Today, I had my very first interview about Steel Town Girl, with Rod Ice from Words on The Loose located in Geauga County, Ohio.

Rod worked for the GCML for 16 years and was also an editor for Gazette Newspapers in Jefferson.

He has a new column called Words On The Loose which has run for a couple of years, it is on FB and the net where he is promoting his books.

Thank you Rod for your interest in my book, my writing and self-publishing process, and for the opportunity to interview.

His books can be viewed and are for available for sale: Here!

You can follow Rod at:

Words On the Loose

Also, I got a shout out on Twitter today from my editor:

I am so lucky to have found this woman, you have no idea! To say she deserves a blog post of her own is an understatement. She is quite impressive! But, in a nutshell she is a freelance writer and editor and has 31 books of her own.

Yowsa!

You can find Lauren (you’re probably pronouncing her name incorrectly) Baratz-Logsted here with her full bio and available books for sale.

I love you Lauren whatever the hell your name is! 😘

Thank again Rod and Lauren!

Forever Grateful for you both,

~Robin

You can check out my new book Steel Town Girl on Amazon and Kindle

And, today I received my author copies.

If you need me, I’ll be signing books and running to the post office!

Be “Very” Whatever You Are, and Know You Are Loved.

I got to chat face to face with a new friend this morning about my book. (She’s a voracious, fast reader, and former freelance writer and editor that hates prologues.) -Oops! Lol!

I’m glad I didn’t know any of that when I showed up on her doorstep today…

I rang her doorbell and when she saw me, she squealed, “I’m with you in the runaway shelter right now where the girl steals your money! Oh my god, how much more could you take!? I’m only 87% through! I’m going to finish this tonight!”

Tears floated down her face. She was damn angry. Fired up! Totally disgusted. Sad. In disbelief. Shocked.

“How could anyone treat their kids like that? How can someone allow abuse to break them like that and not be a parent?” We both agreed we just couldn’t wrap our minds around it.

She went right back to the book… She raised her voice in protest! “She was a smart woman! Do you think she knew? She had to know!” I didn’t know…

She said how much she hated certain characters in the book. “And that Wayne! Ugh! What an asshole!”

She got quiet, happy in the tender parts. She told me I had stirred up emotions she buried deep within and we had “some things” in common.

She said, “I have a friend that wants to write her own memoir and she has vignettes written, but doesn’t know what to do with them.” —“I might be able to help her with that if she wants.” I said.

Then, we went right back to talking about the scenes of my life and just how much they moved her.

“I have a new Sharpie. I want you to sign my book! Keep it… to sign all your other books,” she said.

My husband sat watching. Listening.

Later, he said it was like watching a movie where someone was meeting a new author and now they were armed with excitement and questions, and were passionate to discuss the deeper meaning. He felt proud of me. Excited.

I sat there discussing my life from the perspective of a third party observer. And just like that… I realized that while I was in my body, I was finally out of my story. The lost childhood I filed away in a notebook, finally meant something to someone other than me. Fully processed, and now helping others.

I sat there and finally felt like I was a full fledged author. — I confessed to my husband I was happy and excited, but said, “I just don’t know how happy or excited I am allowed to be?” He said, “Be very.”

So, I’m officially owning very happy and very excited! After all, I moved someone through a wide range of emotions today. Mine, and theirs. And therefore my job as an author is complete.

P.S. – Authors aren’t supposed to use the word “very.”

#surreal #grateful #healing #memoir #STG #documentlife #bevery

Steel Town Girl for sale on Amazon in both paperback and Kindle e-book.