I like to thrift semi-frequently. And one thing I have noticed in my many thrifting adventures is the plethora of discarded self-help books. It got me thinking, what are we searching for? Because clearly, we aren’t finding it since we aren’t keeping… Read More ›
Mental Health
Setting Boundaries
I havent been too active on here lately and it sucks, because I love this blog. It is so much of part of me and my journey. I have been trying to focus on myself lately. Doing a deep-dive if… Read More ›
Buffalo Springfield – For What It’s Worth
I never thought a song from the late 1960’s would be so relevant today. Released December 23, 1966 performed by Buffalo Springfield “For What It’s Worth,” wasn’t originally written as an anti-war song but as a sort of protest against… Read More ›
Short stories I never finish…
I have this knack for writing the beginnings of short stories. Sometimes maybe an intro and a short “chapter” too. But I can never finish them and I don’t know why. I have so many thoughts in my head and… Read More ›
“Father of mine, tell me where did you go? You had the world inside your hand but you did not seem to know”
I have been missing you lately. The long nights we would stay up and you would play classic rock music. You had that 90’s “state of the art” stereo and sound system, the one you had since I was a… Read More ›
Chronic Fatigue is definitely a thing, and PCOS sucks.
Here’s why… I know a product of PCOS is chronic fatigue. It is also a symptom of mental illness. Being tired all of the time is ruthless though. When people say “I’m tired,” you know they generally mean they are… Read More ›
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust…
I have pictures of you and us, tucked away between the pages of books, hidden in shoe boxes and in the back of photo albums and in the bottom of desk drawers. I come across them once in a while… Read More ›
I lost the colors…
I feel this need to write. Like an ache in my soul. But as I sit here, staring at this screen, I have nothing. No pretty words, no uplifting quotes, no positive outlook. I am devoid even of anger. I… Read More ›
Because it had a lock.
During the time I was being molested, meaning as a child, I spent a lot of time in the bathroom of the home I was molested in (FYI not my own home). The bathroom felt like a safe place because… Read More ›
The Definition of Consent.
You want to know what means Yes? The word Yes. It’s that simple. Photo by Mihai Surdu on Unsplash
Pedophilia is not a sexual orientation.
I saw this stupid video on Facebook and it set me off. It was some clips of two Ted Talks where two women discussed their belief that Pedophiles can’t help their nature, that they shouldn’t be shunned or eliminated from… Read More ›
Falling Leaves is everything the world needs right now.
I am longing for fall so badly it aches inside. I hate the summer. When I was in high school summer was my escape. Lying by the pool, soaking up the sun, getting tan and swimming in my parents pool…. Read More ›
Attention
I’ve heard it said more than once about people with mental illness that they are “attention seeking”. Especially about teenagers. For one thing if you fake a mental illness for attention, you do in fact, have some form of a… Read More ›
Break the Silence. End Rape Culture.
Every 73 seconds an American is Sexually Assaulted. (1) An American. This doesn’t even include the other billions of people in the world. (1) “You’re not a victim for sharing your story. You are a survivor setting the world on fire with… Read More ›
Chasing the highs and lows
The thing I hate the most about my Bipolar disorder is the constant medication changes. I am always chasing the balance between the highs and the lows. When I am too low medication has to changed. Then I am too… Read More ›
I’m on Twitter again…
Last time I tried to use Twitter to expand my platform I got sucked into all the bad parts of Social Media. This time I will not make that mistake. I am using it strictly to showcase my page, share… Read More ›
Little girl…
Little girl, I know your pain. I know you’re scared and that you feel so alone. I know that the creak of that door opening is your nightmare. I know that you fear being left with him. I know that… Read More ›
The Statute of Limitations
California recently revised the Statute of Limitations for Sexual Abuse reporting to 40 years. That means that a victim of child sexual abuse can report the events of sexual abuse within 40 years of its occurrence. This gives victims time… Read More ›
Salt and Sadness
Have you ever stood on a Cliffside in the middle of the night and contemplated the jump Looked into the darkness with the wind whipping around you Watched the waves crashing against the rocks Have you envisioned the biting cold… Read More ›
Making the victim the perpetrator.
One of the sad realities for sexual abuse survivors is that some of the people around them, even and especially their own family, turn them into the perpetrator, rather than the victim. Some family will continue to talk to the… Read More ›