Chaos & Confusion

Struggling to believe our memories seems to be a strong theme among survivors. The chaotic repercussion of not believing your mind is a serious thing. That event alone locks us into confusion. We’re fine to blame ourselves for our sexual promiscuity, for all the abusive relationships we’ve allowed and for all the maltreatment we’ve accostedContinue reading “Chaos & Confusion”

Interview Transcript: Episode 1

I had an lovely reader on Reddit transcribe the video interview. Her belief is that many would rather read the transcript. This interview is from the murder all the way through to her burial and back home. Here it is. Blessings to you today! WARNING: The following transcript contains descriptions of sexual and physical violence. Continue reading “Interview Transcript: Episode 1”

Interview | Day of the Murder

I haven’t asked this before, but please share this link or the post for me: https://youtu.be/xXosFKPdJ68. I am posting this because there is unfinished business, because there is more than can be done and more that should be done. I want this 50-year-old cold case to gain traction, to bring some kind of justice toContinue reading “Interview | Day of the Murder”

Curses & Betrayals

I had a presumptive contract with my parents when I was born to them. I had to trust them as I came into their world, I had no choice. Betrayal started at the moment I took my first breath into this world or maybe it started before I came out of my mother’s womb? IfContinue reading “Curses & Betrayals”

1,895 Days After the Murder

The fake family appears and makes headlines. My father murders on June 8, 1968 and we adopt this little boy and appear in the local paper on August 26, 1973. The riddle of my family couldn’t have been scripted. No person could have unraveled the demonic turmoil they hide. In this newspaper article, my motherContinue reading “1,895 Days After the Murder”

Associated with Thieves

My father used to tell me that “all people who steal, think that all people are thieves.” The problem with being raised by thieves was my associated connection to their wrong doing. They didn’t steal from the store or an organization. What they robbed was of far greater value. They ripped away my innocence andContinue reading “Associated with Thieves”

Squirming with Worry

I’ve been worrying lately. My worry is not around world issues but the turmoil of my past. When does it end? My mother is a very dark woman. I was reading today in Isaiah about the fall of Babylon. These words reminded me of my mother’s deliberate scheming: “Now then, listen, you lover of pleasure,    loungingContinue reading “Squirming with Worry”

Discouraged and Discarded

I went to the police about the murder and they ultimately discarded the case when my father died. So, the accomplice gets off scot-free and ends his days on earth fulfilling his pleasures. I am so tired. I’m scared to try and resurrect this beast again but I’m going to try. I long to makeContinue reading “Discouraged and Discarded”

Whose Story Are you Telling?

Is it your own story or is it the story that your parents taught you and demanded you tell? I struggle seeing all of my story, I’m not going to lie. I know it’s the truth. I know it happened. And, I struggle with it. I’m not supposed to tell. I am supposed to hideContinue reading “Whose Story Are you Telling?”

The Juniper Berries of Pain

The juniper berry is more like a small pine cone than a fruit. In fact, the juniper berry is not a fruit at all, but rather a type of bitter/citrus tasting spice. The berries have anti-inflammatory properties that are ideal for relieving pain and inflammation related to rheumatism and arthritis. Healing is very much like a bitter tonic.Continue reading “The Juniper Berries of Pain”