overcoming through storytelling
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Introspection — what better way to start a week. Question: Don’t we all want to be a good son or daugther? What happens when that means I need to be disobedient to my parents’ rules to survive? What if my speaking up goes against everything they taught me? What if my needs now must surface…
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Introspection — what better way to start a week. Question: When you are faced with a truth, you must decide how to respond to that information. Will you deny what you know your mind, body and soul is speaking to you? Or will you lean in and with grace be kind to that returning memory?…
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I sat against the wall perched on my bed now in darkness. Mangled shadows danced all around me, mocking any peace I could try to find. I could not close my eyes to the monstrous darkness. I just could not. I simply stared at the door. Possibly in anticipation of someone coming to find me,…
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Introspection — what better way to start a week. Question: How do you describe peace? Traversing childhood traumatic experiences leaves my soul wandering sometimes. It is as if it took all the stillness out of my being. Relearning? Relearn what? I was never taught anything about stillness. Sure, I had to sit still. I had…
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Oh the time I spent courting and tending to my pain. It was with me as a lover, as an intimate friend. It was all I ever knew – once. I served my pain with decadent (or not so decadent) food! Sometimes I would gorge myself with it for hours. I would bring it wine…
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Introspection — what better way to start a week. A thought to ponder: True healing hurts. To get to the other side of anything, you have to take action. So, what does it look and feel like to heal? It hurts. When we keep our stories locked up inside us, denying their validity, we do…
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I entered adult life lame. I was weak and fell behind the others around me. I married my first husband at 18 to get away from my parents. He, of course, was a classic abuser and royal asshole. My attempts to keep myself and my children safe around him, never seemed to work. I was…
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Introspection — what better way to start a week. Question: How do you describe peace? Traversing childhood traumatic experiences leaves my soul wandering sometimes. It is as if it took all the stillness out of my being. Relearning? Relearn what? I was never taught anything about stillness. Sure, I had to sit still. I had…
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Suicide and death are such a common theme among incest survivors. You know why? It’s all murder, that’s why. I only saw my father a handful of times after that. He had chosen deceit and the battle between us was on. About six months before this illness, I’d dreamt that my father was milling about…
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When I lived at home with my father, I was favored. His favor included being backhanded when I showed the slightest sign of disobedience, rape, sodomy and playing the game Risk. Oh, my family envied my favor with my father. You see, growing up in a home where the only attention you receive is abuse,…