My recovery from childhood sexual abuse
It's surreal.I walk the streets that were once so familiar -my eyes burning from the smoke as a it rises from the ashes.A decades old skyline, forever changed.And what of the people on these streets?These people watching their leadership fail them as their community members are tear gassed,pepper sprayed,and gunned down.You know, they call him... Continue Reading →
Today's poem is from Rabindranath Tagore and it speaks to the depth of the journey to self.
Trust issues tend to be at the top of the list for trauma survivors when it comes to their relationships with others. Turns out trust can be an internal issue too.
The double edge of trauma healing.
Pieces of Poetry: Dorothy Parker
No one notices a silent child.
Today's Poem: The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
Pieces of Poetry
It happened quickly,the breakdown in communication.If only this damn pandemic!!Family visits.Why must they be such a gamble?Taking age, health conditions,and outside risk factors into consideration,is there even a safe way for an overnight visit?And lest we forget - with age,What if we don't have much time left?The guilt if we infect,the guilt if we miss... Continue Reading →
Welcome to my journey through C-PTSD in the aftermath of childhood sexual abuse. Come along as I share all the the ugly, the messy, and the chaos that follows trauma into adulthood. We can all learn and heal together.
