Words of Widsom ~ Pedophiles Don’t Love You

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,Continue reading “Words of Widsom ~ Pedophiles Don’t Love You”

When Holidays are Hard

Exposing secrets can tear families apart. But hear me out, it can also bring them closer together. I’ve lost a lot of family members – pretty much all of them aside from my sister and mother. It’s been a long and lonely and painful road but there are so many upsides. It’s freed me upContinue reading “When Holidays are Hard”

Words of Widsom ~ Don’t Hide the Junk

We truly are as sick as our secrets. All I learned through my childhood abuse was, don’t tell, don’t talk — try not to remember. You think that works? Nope! “We played as children do. My brother and I were close – albeit with sexual overtones. We pretended and explored a lot together. This wasContinue reading “Words of Widsom ~ Don’t Hide the Junk”

Let Jesus Shut the Door to Your Pain

“My bathroom had now become the bathroom in the old motel room in ’68.  My mind’s eye flew open. The window of the memory had started with that body memory. I didn’t realize what my hand was telling me until I was instantly back in the motel room. Plain as day, I was there, again.Continue reading “Let Jesus Shut the Door to Your Pain”

Words of Widsom ~ I Don’t Live by the Rules of This Culture

Prejudice exists. I’m often judged and categorized for discussing my upbringing. It gets old. I’d be much more acceptable to them if I didn’t stand by my right to speak. Uncomfortable and unending, the opinions around me fly. Why don’t they be quiet? I didn’t ask them, did I? Unfortunately, this judgment and my shameContinue reading “Words of Widsom ~ I Don’t Live by the Rules of This Culture”

Are you feeling lonely? Be with me thru my Audiobook

I particpated in a mental health presentation the other day. The speaker spoke a lot about connection and how it helps thwart anxiety. One of the antidotes was to listen to an audiobook. If you’ve come through trauma, trust me, I lead you through a “captivating emotional journey!” Let me be with you through myContinue reading “Are you feeling lonely? Be with me thru my Audiobook”

Mirror Mirror | Peace

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 hadContinue reading “Mirror Mirror | Peace”

Mirror Mirror | Healing Hangover

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 doContinue reading “Mirror Mirror | Healing Hangover”

Lame, But Not Disabled

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 wasContinue reading “Lame, But Not Disabled”

Mirror Mirror | Peace

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 hadContinue reading “Mirror Mirror | Peace”

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