The abuse started young. My father had left us and my mom relied on cheap help with me and my baby brother, so the neighbor boy was my new babysitter. I was three. Blonde hair,…
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It’s Unbearable How Much I Want To Say “Me Too.”
It’s unbearable how much I want to say “Me Too.” I want to talk about the boy that pressured me in high school. The one who begged so many times that continuing to say ‘no’…
Yes Me Too, A Response.
I’m tired. I’ve spent the past few days trying to explain to people why no one’s pain is invalid, why trauma is trauma. I never thought I would ever need to have that conversation with…
Not Me Too
Not You Too. No, my friend, not you too. I am so glad that the #metoo movement on Facebook has brought to light the fact that many women have been the recipients of unwanted sexual…
Waiting For The Impossible
Dear Mom, It seems that I have done this so many times before, been down this same path. But this time is different. This time, you won’t be pointing any fingers at me, denying my…
Letter to My Abuser
To my abuser, What can I say to you, who has taken so much from me? Where do I start when it has taken me thirty years to finally acknowledge what you did to me?…
My Dear Sister
the song my dear ima a classic happy song that the majority of us probably grew up with about thanking mommy now a spin on that song involving a girl suffering from ptsd it has…