How Connecting with other Survivors helps me Cope with my Childhood Abuse

When I started writing this blog about my trauma, I envisioned it as a landing pad for all the crazy emotions, thoughts, memories, nightmares, and anxiety I am dealing with. That was it; short-sighted, huh? It is hard work trying to process and simultaneously integrate the reality of my childhood into my everyday life; a... Continue Reading →

The Woods

I must leave a trail, an escape, a way back to safety. Just like Hansel and Gretel, I will leave a trail of crumbs. Still, they were caught by the witch. Their trail did not work. Safety did not exist. I know that witches are not real. But monsters are. In human form. Upstanding in... Continue Reading →

Glorious

Glorious. What my childhood could have been, should have been, but was not. Family vacations, weekend bar-b-ques, with photo albums full of happy memories, these things did not exist. Sadness, loss, grief, shame, I have plenty. Glorious. Oh, how it could have been, how it should have been … Instead, nightmares, silence, fear, betrayal, loneliness,... Continue Reading →

Flashbacks

Flashbacks. Unexpected, uninvited. They take over my mind, and my body. They touch the very core of my being, where emotion is so raw, and rob me of precious moments in the present. Images flash in my mind pulling me back in time, my senses alert, I feel it all ... fear; shame; helplessness; how... Continue Reading →

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