Tag: abuse

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A person doesn’t choose their gender, hair color, eye color, height, religion, etc. I’m going to relate this back to the jungle where aminals live. A place that remains beautiful and unharmed, yet we harm creatures for fun whether it is for self-pleasure or for food. These are gorgeous animals that share a lot of…




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I spent my youth Away from Home. Wishing my friends Were sisters of my own. I didn’t like family. Dangerous love. Beat up and tortured, Push comes to shove. We lived in the country, Away from town. If there are no neighbors, Does abuse make a sound? My heart goes back To that scary place.…




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Background I was abused for 19 years by my father and others. Physically and emotionally. Then my dad died in ’92. For 6 more years, I would be physically and emotionally abused by my sister. At 25, I moved out, got married and I was free! From almost-daily emotional abuse. But. That day? That I…




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An excerpt: “My memories erupt like dead-gray trees out of the dark depths where feelings feed.  I am a stone at the bottom, seen through the swirls.  I want to rise, but am unmoved by the ceaseless currents of the past.  The only place that these things, water and relationships live are in my mind.…




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Originally written: 2016. What I’m about to share with you is deeply personal, fellow reader, so I ask you to read with caution. Any vulgar humor is only intended to ease the pressure of writing such thing and not directed at you, the reader. Unless you’re the intended recipient. Then take it personally. Today, I’ll be…




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Today was exactly two years since my cancer has been defeated. Defeated like the last misled left one earth. Today felt a lot different thought; I woke up around 7:30 am to check my emails. One email said Mount Sinai and I quickly opened it like I was expecting the worst of the worst. I logged into my image share…




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If no one has told you yet you deserve to be treated with respect. I’ve heard this for 20 years and it never occurred to me until this week. I hadn’t realized it but I’ve been letting people use me and treat me like shit for far too long. I’ve accepted this as the highest form…




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I am lost for words my heart bleeds tears stream down my face I am watching a story on Sixty Minutes about rehoming adopted children Children no longer wanted Who knows why? Children marketed to new homes like they were on EBay Who does that? Grabs an on-line catalogue to choose a child watching as…