Sexual abuse, trauma; Leaves physical scars Too deep to ever leave.
I imagine cutting off contact with him probably made him treat my mother worse. I’m sure he took his anger out on her.
This past decade has been filled with many turns in the bumpy road I have traveled. I have pushed through deep depressions and sad realizations about this human existence. I have absorbed and grown my mindfulness and ability to receive and give love. I have waded through dissociative disorder peaks, organizing the many compartments of … Continue reading The Eye Of the Mother
What Buddy Cobb did to my sister was nothing less than abhorrent.
Child abuse survivors understand other child abuse survivors. We joke about off color things. We find the macabre fascinating and nerd out on unexpected subjects.
Let's face it, for many people the holiday season is a reminder of past and current emotional and/or physical abuse, missing family members, the gathering together of dysfunctional family, even abusers, alcohol consumption and more. So, how does one get through a day which may possibly have to be spent surrounded by dysfunctional behaviors? 1. … Continue reading Five Tips For Surviving Holiday Gatherings
There's a duality existing when what we long for finally arrives. In that moment we are tasked with facing it. Now, I am going back inside. I am choosing this journey. While still somewhat tired from writing "Cult Child", I want to keep myself surfing this wave lest it all disappear. As I am writing … Continue reading A Poster Child for Shame
but if you don't want it, the full heart and the thriving; if you are wound tightly inside the cusp of your victimoness, afraid that if you shine no one will notice, your hands will grow bruises and your fingers will become weak from gripping so deeply to the pain. change has to rise in … Continue reading Ethereal Strings
I've felt so much upheaval in the beginning of this year. the last month has been an up and down battle of struggles and survival. Things have shifted and changed multiple times. I've been forced in positions to face more parts of myself and accept the reality of others. My process feels unsure at times. … Continue reading On the Merry Go ‘Round
I stand still in my slippered feet. The girls are at the table coloring. My youngest son is visiting from college and is recalling a childhood moment with me. "You took me to watch The Grinch, remember?" He asks. His eyebrows are furrowed. "I did?" I am flipping through the years like micro film, trying … Continue reading A Moment In the Mind of a Mother With DID
Dear Counsel, Again? Ah, I'm trying real hard not to be irritated with you all. I tire of writing to you like I'm some child, although I very much enjoy writing. Just not for this purpose. As you know, I am writing an edgy, sensuous book. So I say this. I know, Vennie, you are … Continue reading Dear Counsel, I’m Writing To You Again