destiny
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People like to talk about trauma like it’s only damage. Something to fix. Something to soften and soothe until it disappears. That’s incomplete. I wasn’t just hurt. I was trained. Not in a way I would have chosen. Not in a way I would ever recreate for my children. But training doesn’t stop being training…
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Introspection — what better way to start a week. Question: What would life feel like uninhibited by pain? Brigadoon is a place that is idyllic, unaffected by time, or remote from reality. My Brigadoon is living a life hidden with God. I am tucked away in his kingdom – forever safe. I am not remote from reality but…
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In my mother’s womb was darkness, The darkness continued both day and night; When I was born, I was alone, The darkness continued both day and night; As I child I walked in terror, The darkness continued both day and night; I was raped as a teenager, The darkness continued both day and night; When…
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My childhood was filled with broken promises. Thinking back, I’m not sure I even knew what a promise was. A promise was something that was supposed to be fulfilled and included hope – neither of these things were commodities in our home. I can remember one promise. My mother told me and my siblings to…
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One didn’t exist for me. The longer the abuse lasted in my life, the more I would try to detail what an escape from my parents would look like. A bullet in my mother’s head? That would stop her. I fantasized about tying my dad up, bringing him into his bathroom and placing him on…
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Incest is a particularly cruel beast. I wasn’t just subjected to inhumane treatment at the hands of my family, I also had to choose what side of the road I was going to stand on. For years, I tried to stay with that corrupt family. It just didn’t work for me. I learned later that…