Big journeys begin with small steps

Each story is different and yet similar. My story is only one amongst many. The common theme is that the abuser expects the victims/survivors to hide in the shadows. There is too much victim blaming and invalidating of survivor’s experiences going on. It is changing but it is changing too slowly to help those who are out there now, as I once was.

Pencil drawing of four female child abuse survivors standing together
Spring is the Time

Spring is the Time

I went out hiking instead of the many things that my brain was telling me to do. It’s springtime here in the south. The forest is beginning to come alive.

Depression Spiral into Darkness

Depression Spiral into Darkness

I had a pretty rough weekend. I understand in my brain that these things happen. But wow, I was not prepared for the onslaught of darkness.

Preserving the Self

Preserving the Self

What can I say? I write something one day, and the next I realize I was incorrect. Self-preservation is not self-care, no matter how I try to convince myself otherwise.

Tethered to the Old Thoughts

Tethered to the Old Thoughts

I do the things I do because I am tethered to old behaviors. They are comfortable but are based on old interpretations of the world.

Reworking Life’s Puzzle Pieces

Reworking Life’s Puzzle Pieces

Finally on a path of healing I am reworking my life’s puzzle pieces. Because that is life, right? All these little pieces to fit together. It is never too late to start reworking those pieces.

The Reality of Narcissistic Parents

The Reality of Narcissistic Parents

Having one narcissistic parent is bad enough (I guess), but having two narcissistic parents, well, that is, well, hard. My needs went unmet and unheeded to serve their needs.

What is most personal is most universal.

Carl R. Rogers

Each story is different and yet similar. My story is only one amongst many. The common theme is that the abuser expects the victims/survivors to hide in the shadows. There is too much victim blaming and invalidating of survivor’s experiences going on. It is changing but it is changing too slowly to help those who are out there now, as I once was.

And so, I choose to stand in the light by sharing my story. I am hopeful that my story will inspire others to do the same. When we are all standing together we will no longer be denied our truths.

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