(Image from Google Images) I know what the term “gaslighting” means but have never used it in relation to myself. Sure, my messed up siblings have done their share of it to me over the last decade of drama and estrangement but that was all before the term gaslighting became a thing. Basically it is … More My First Experience With Being “Gaslit “
Something happened this morning. Something that has happened before and torn me apart. Something that has always had a destructive power over me. But this time something was different, and it showed me just how far I have come. It was the moment I realized that my healing from childhood abuse and adult family estrangements … More The Moment You Realize You’re OK
It has been years since I’ve had anything to report on the estrangement front with my sisters. I have come to peace with everything, found forgiveness within myself for both of them, and even reached out last Christmas to offer a “Merry Christmas”, saying that even though we are estranged, we will always be sisters … More When Inaccurate Memories Cut
I was once told that I have abandonment issues stemming from childhood. Wait, what? How? My parents were always there for me; no divorce; no one left me. But I didn’t know that there is more to abandonment than just someone leaving. In enduring the incest as a little girl, I was abandoned. It’s hard … More Unrealized Abandonment
You’re shattered like you’ve never been before, the life you knew in a thousand pieces on the floor.And words fall short in times like these when this world drives you to your knees.You think you’re never gonna get back to the you that used to be. Tell your heart to beat again, close your eyes … More Yesterday’s A Closing Door
“Hell on earth. I’d seen slivers of that place myself, seen its flames flicker.. seen evil intentions…there’s a little bit of hell on earth, and you never know when you’re going to see it next.” I read this passage in a fictional novel over the weekend and did it ever stand out to me! It … More Caught Up In The Bad
I recently re-read a few of my Unsent Letter posts and it is amazing how well words tumble out when we can just be openly, blatantly honest. I don’t even remember writing some of it, but the power of coming back to my own words, well written words, can be uplifting. It’s good to remember … More Unsent Letters
“Brighten the corner where you are.” I just read this line in a fictional novel and it mirrored the thought I woke up with today: what if I just stopped fighting it? What if I stopped fighting who I am, how I am? What if I stopped trying to fix myself for everyone who doesn’t … More What If We Stopped Fighting It?
This question will turn heads for sure. I am an incest survivor, from both my brother and my father separately. I have always had memories of the abuse. I was in my young adult years when I first learned of the concept of repressed memory. I remember, at the time, thinking there was no way … More Is Repressed Memory Real?
Therapy – it puts the fear of God in some and is the answer to prayer for others. While therapy may be a viable, helpful tool for many, I am a firm believer that it may not be the answer for everyone. I am one of those people. I have written in the past of … More When Therapy Isn’t The Answer