INCEST Wants You Dead

My heart is grieved by the many suffering through addictions, disabilities, mental health issues like anxiety and eating disorders, and a plethora of other symptoms — too many to name here. God help us! We need to fight against this like we fight every other crime in America and around the world. Why aren’t weContinue reading “INCEST Wants You Dead”

Perishing in Despair

Childhood sexual abuse sucks the life from your bones. It lives under cover but it’s current is strong. The devastation it leaves in the children who are now grown is a brutal reality of what happened yesterday. You can run from it, but I guarantee you — you can’t hide. That is just the truthContinue reading “Perishing in Despair”

Comfort

Imagine with me a victim that has lost their teeth. Their shame and pain would show, wouldn’t it? How much we all hide. We hide behind fake stories. We put on a distant smile. We cover our pain with fake hair, fake nails, and whatever else we can buy. If someone had the ability toContinue reading “Comfort”

On Rejection

Loneliness envelops the person that has been rejected. Light shines dimly from their eyes. The gathering of their soul mocks the ability to breathe. Oh, rejection, I’ve known it well. What is abuse if not the severest form of rejection? Even Jesus cried out on the cross, “My God, My God, why have you forsakenContinue reading “On Rejection”

Tortured, But Not Betrayed

If I were left with just my story, not sure I would have made it very far in life. The imprint of abuse left me serving the very people who tortured me. My chatter about God is not to be religious — its not to show now that I am good. It is the plightContinue reading “Tortured, But Not Betrayed”

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”

Hope Deferred Makes My Heart Sick

I have been waiting for God’s intervention in a demonstrative way for so many years I cannot recall the exact number. Maybe since I was born. I feel physically ill sometimes waiting and longing in hope for the vile ways of evil people to be exposed, for them to reap even a little bit; somethingContinue reading “Hope Deferred Makes My Heart Sick”