suicide

  • God in the In-Between

    God in the In-Between

    There is a peculiar kind of silence that settles in the spaces between what was and what will be. Not absence, but suspension. A corridor without doors. A train station at midnight. A life paused mid-sentence. These are the liminal spaces, and most people rush through them like fugitives. I have learned to stand still.…

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  • Suicide and death are such a common theme among incest survivors. You know why? It’s all murder, that’s why. I only saw my father a handful of times after that. He had chosen deceit and the battle between us was on. About six months before this illness, I’d dreamt that my father was milling about…

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  • Shame

    Defined as: noun verb Victims of incest or childhood sexual crimes live under the scrutiny of shame. The question is: Where was this first imposed on the child? When you are two or three years old, how can you consciously do wrong? Isn’t the truth that we are taught wrong? What four year old walked…

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  • Violation of Innocence

    There’s a lot of talk about forgiveness, and while I believe wholeheartedly in forgiveness, I’m hard-pressed to understand the ability to reconnect to the people that violated my innocence, my trust, and gave me no protection. The way I see it is that to extend my hand to my mother, my father, my brother, or…

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  • What are you carrying in your hands today? Is it strife, injustice — unworthiness? It’s an interesting question. What we carry in our hands may be a direct result of what is happening in our hearts. If our hearts are confused and full of chaos, I suppose our life will show the fruits of that.…

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  • It’s All Murder

    Suicide and death are such a common theme among incest survivors. You know why? It’s all murder, that’s why. I only saw my father a handful of times after that. He had chosen deceit and the battle between us was on. About six months before this illness, I’d dreamt that my father was milling about…

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  • Suicide and death are such a common theme among incest survivors. You know why? It’s all murder, that’s why. I only saw my father a handful of times after that. He had chosen deceit and the battle between us was on. About six months before this illness, I’d dreamt that my father was milling about…

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  • Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder

    I would love to hear from you! Sharing Saturday with you. A Jewel: Dillusional v. Deceived – let’s unpack that for a minute. The definition of dillusional is “a false belief or judgment about external reality, held despite incontrovertible evidence to the contrary, occurring especially in mental conditions.” The definition of deceived is “cause someone to…

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  • The world is not kind to the small ones, the ones who sleep with their hands curled like fists, dreaming of fireflies and cotton candy skies. But here, in the shadows where monsters wear human faces, innocence is plucked like an overripe peach—its skin bruised, its sweetness devoured. They come for the children in the…

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  • Words of Wisdom | Baffled

    If you found a small kitten on the side of the road whose left ear had been tattered to the point that it was missing, his right eye had been poked out, and he was missing part of his back leg – what would you do with him? It’s clear that somebody had intentionally abused…

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