Stop is a complete sentence
I’m a baby. The monster comes to life here, before I have words. Before I can say stop. If I could, I would scream the word until I’m hoarse.
You can’t heal trauma with a spiritual bypass
No amount of forgiveness, meditation or crystals was going to put that genie back in the bottle.
Healing the past with healthy boundaries in the present
Internalized and unresolved shame from one generation becomes the burden of the next.
My rapist sent me a friend request
The warrior within me has awakened and she can be powerful and fierce.
A good sport
Don’t mean to brag, but I am a triathlete of some repute. My #metoo moment happened on one of my first races as part of an Australian team, competing overseas in a Honolulu World...
An old woman survivor: my story
I reached far back under the bed and pulled the orange out into the light of the small bedroom. The mold had grown since I last touched it. I tapped my small fingers at...
Ghost Weeds (Reclamation)
The screen door swung shut with a muffled wooden bang, and darkness opened up behind me. The well-lit inside world disappeared as I turned toward the uncertain night and made a quick calculation. I...