The Persuasion of the Guilty

Abusers have such a gift to persuade. Their invasiveness seems so genuine. Like an offering of love. But, their trickery is disguised and you should avoid it like the plague. I could have a sense of love and belonging to the family I came through. It would only cost me my integrity and I’d haveContinue reading “The Persuasion of the Guilty”

Too Much, Too Little, Too Late?

Can’t healing just be exhausting? Wasn’t it hard enough just living through chronic abuse? Now we’re being tasked to heal! Oh, brother. It gets old. Doesn’t it? I’ll tell you what gets older than working on healing the past – NOT healing the past. That’s a straight-up train wreck. I’m 57 years old now andContinue reading “Too Much, Too Little, Too Late?”

Tempted to Tease

Darkness has a persuasion that can be strong at times. It lures us in, teasing us with its luster. The opulent lifestyles of the rich, the beauty of those given over to eating disorders and lengthy limbs, the peace that seems to flow out of control. These are the things that can tempt me. ToContinue reading “Tempted to Tease”

Masculinity Maimed

There is a lot of talk about how childhood sexual abuse hurts a woman, destroys her worth and mocks her femininity. But, what about a little boy that comes through such tragedy? What happens when a little boy’s father is his abuser? Or his uncle? Or male cousin? How does that little boy perceive masculinityContinue reading “Masculinity Maimed”

A Stream of Confusion

Skipping rope as child has its fun and it has the brittle failure that will happen when your foot stops the rope. For every action there is a reaction, right? When children are sexually abused nothing makes sense anymore and I do mean nothing. When your father or mother crosses the barrier of protection andContinue reading “A Stream of Confusion”