denial

  • On this journey I’ve had to cast the courage to care so many times. I’ve wanted to quit, give up, stay with inappropriate people and just stop caring. The more I cared, the more I had to work at discovering the hidden evils around me. I remember telling Redmond, my counselor of many years, “Can…

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  • Mirror Mirror | Clutch On

    Reflection ~ what a great way to start a week. Christianity to me has meant that when I was too weak to stand, I fell at the feet of Jesus. Faith to me means when I am out of options, and maybe before I’m completely done trying, I let go and give it to God.…

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  • Oh, reflection, my soul longs for you. Why don’t we talk more about incest in our socieites at large? Trauma that stays with the person a life time and can threaten their very existence. Every nine minutes a child is abused in the US and that number excludes the global problem. We should be talking…

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  • Unraveling …

    Here’s to all of you out there committed to healing and dedicated to growth, embracing the daily courage required to shift from self-betrayal to self-acceptance and self-love. Healing is a profound journey, not for the faint-hearted. It demands facing our deepest wounds and vulnerabilities, often unearthed through years of self-protection and denial. It is a…

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  • Introspection, what better way to start a week. When you live in a home of incest, no piece of you lives free. You can’t talk about your feelings, you cannot discuss the abuse and your emotions must be hidden away from sight. No love in. No love out. No feelings. No discussion. You must live…

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  • 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 up…

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  • “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.…

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  • Brene Brown has gone into great lengths about the gift that vulnerability is. In her book, Daring Greatly, Brené Brown describes vulnerability as “uncertainty, risk, and emotional exposure.” In the life of a trauma survivor of deep childhood wounds, I pause at the notion that this is good for me. It’s like ripping off my…

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  • 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 was…

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  • A Rush to Evil

    Why don’t we talk more about incest in our socieites at large? The trauma is lifelong and threatens lives daily. Every nine minutes a child is abused in the US, and this is a global problem. Shame is discussed at great length around the world. Brene Brown is best known for her TedTalks on the…

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