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What If I'd Lost a Limb Instead of My Mind? - I hope this blog entry gives no offense to people who have actually lost limbs; but in trying to come up with a good metaphor to explain my condition to others, this analogy seemed the best-fitting. What if I had lost one of my limbs instead o... - 2012/02/08 Please Don't Look the Other Way - It's amazing how difficult it is to not look away from a tragedy. You know: a deadly accident on the freeway, an ambulance pulled up at your neighbor's house, news video of dead heroes, dead terrorists, war casualties, the police draggi... - 2012/02/08 Fire like no other... - I learned something Saturday night: if you play with fire, you will eventually get burned. I don't even know where to start. Intimacy, yes; fear, yes; loss of control...I thought he was made of steel, he could keep in control of himself and any si... - 2012/02/08 More thinking and connecting with the covert incest... - NO ABANDONMENT: I have not been abandoned. I don't know where this fear comes from. Actually, one circumstance comes to mind: this person asked me to let him know I got home safely that night, but he didn't respond for a week-- and then only to stupi... - 2012/02/08 The night - In the night I cry In the night I say why In the night I dream and sigh In the night I can fly In the night I’m me In the night I’m the one In the night I’m a winner In the night I’m me When I dream in the night I’m a fr... - 2012/02/06 Pain and growth - Someone once said to grow we have to experience some pain. Over the last 18 months I’ve done a lot of growing. That equates to a lot of pain. Some of this has been bearable and some not. I now think that I have caused some people to grow as wel... - 2012/02/05
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The Dolorous Doll - A Survivor's Tale
I am a survivor of physical, emotional, and sexual abuse at the hands of someone I trusted, someone who was supposed to love and protect me. He failed, and these are my accounts, my record of things that have come to pass.
Reflections In My Tears
As a survivor of childhood abuse, rape and domestic violence, I have used writing as a way to find healing. As an adult it has taken me a long time to find my voice and tell those secrets, first through writings, then by letting others read those, in my books, and now by telling my story.
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