I am a survivor of violence towards women. My half-brother raped me when I was seven years old. Before that, he bullied me, punched me, attempted to drown me. I have physical & mental scars because of him. I had blocked many memories and held the truth close and tight. But when I was 21, I told Mamma. She didn’t… Read more »
It has been nearly 9 years since I had to say good-bye, but not a day goes by that I donâ€™t wish you were still here with me. Thank you for finding me and for choosing me to be your very own Human. I will never be able to put into words what you did for me and how the memories of you carry me through. I miss you, Korkabork. I always will.
I am continually amazed me how so many people will dismiss the pain of others because they can not comprehend it. Growing up, somewhere on Star Trek, I saw a full-body medical scan device and thought how great it would be to have that handy. I knew early on that my pain was not normal. Attributed to “growing pains” or… Read more »
A few days ago, I was killing some time before an appointment wandering around Target. One aisle over, I heard a child scream. It wasn’t the tantrum cry; it wasn’t I don’t feel well cry. It was a cry out in terror. I recognized it from my childhood. As I got closer, I heard a man saying the type of… Read more »
Twenty-one years ago today, I had a miscarriage. We found out I was pregnant three weeks after our wedding. I was on birth control pills, but that didn’t work. We were newly married, he was getting ready to leave for his first 6-month deployment on the submarine. I lived 7 hours from my parents, and I was alone in a… Read more »
Openly allowing grief connected to the trauma and loss will enable me to see the event as if I was looking at a photograph or watching a film. This process had given me the ability to see things as an observer, not a participant.