Freedom for All

Freedom for All

It’s summertime again.  Some people love summer, but it really isn’t my thing.  I don’t do heat.  My skin is translucent.  And since becoming a mother, the added stress of having children home from school is another tick against the summer season.  I have been known...
Dear Dad

Dear Dad

I thought about writing Jim instead.  That is your name.  It has been a while since I have thought of you as more than the person who spread his seed.  That certainly doesn’t make you a father.  You were never a father.  Sure.  You spent some of your precious money on...
Don’t Look at Me

Don’t Look at Me

There is nothing I love more than traveling.  I was born with an indomitable wanderlust.  I have always felt it but my traumatic childhood skewed my understanding of my love of travel.  For many years, I believed it was simply an escape.  I thought I loved it because...
My Kids Are Watching

My Kids Are Watching

When my children were born, I knew that I would dedicate my life to helping them be safe, healthy and happy.  I wanted my children to have a very different childhood than mine.  I was willing to sacrifice anything for them.  At the time, I didn’t realize that meant my...
Powerless Parenting

Powerless Parenting

Powerlessness is one of the most damaging emotions coming from a childhood of complex trauma.  It is the foundation of depression.  It keeps us paralyzed.  And if we don’t recognize it for what it is, it can lead to suicidal ideation and even suicide attempts.  The...
A Messy World

A Messy World

Protecting my children has been one of my most important goals over the past 11 years.  I have made it clear to my family and all other abusers that my children are not available to them.  I have eliminated all contact with abusers in our lives.  This required me to...