How to Learn From Marketing Mistakes From Others

One the reasons I started on line writing was actually to start somewhere with my writer’s ambitions. I do not make a living from it and am in a very difficult situation right now, but I decided to share how I got there.

For the moment I am separated from my husband, longing for a divorce. I have to say my relationship was turbulent, but I endured a lot, because I loved my husband.

He was a violent man that hit me often, but made me feel it was my fault. Since I do have a low self esteem due to past problems in my life, I kind of let him. I am used of being beaten up by everybody. Fact is I kind of started to believe I was made to be a punch bag.

But lots of things changed when I found a musician on line that kind of worked out many of my old thoughts.  It was like he had heard my thoughts when I was wondering and hoping for some things.

The coincidences could not have been more striking by the fact that a friend of mine, who was also a psychic, announced me I would find this person. The description matched perfectly.

So I did sent a mail. Normally I never contacted musicians. I was the kind of blind fan that bought music, listened to it and enjoyed. Bothering musicians did not seem important to me.

But this one replied and correspondence began. I really had the idea I found this long lost past lifetime friend I was looking for all the time. It cheered me up to have him as a friend and I got inspired to do things.

Only my husband was not that pleased. I still loved him and I was not planning on leaving him. To be honest: I had no intention on mentioning my problems with him to this artist and did not, till tragedy struck.

Since my husband did not like me to communicate much with others, this musician appeared to be the only friend I had. He sent me hugs and was nice to me.

When my husband nearly choked me, it was like I heard his voice in my head telling me to hang on and I survived somehow. Yes, I had my eye beat up so badly it needed two stitches, but I lived to tell.