incest
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Stories of Fiction.
What they don’t tell you is that while you are finding out who you are, you will isolate your self from your old life; you will become a stranger there, while becoming your own best friend. My five sisters are… Continue reading
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A dream for me.
Some days are filled with contrasts that keep you from mulling anything, you go from event to situation to more incoming information, past, present and future… This ride at times seems to be moving at super fast speeds, going so… Continue reading
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Wearing a Tag, “Family”.
My daughter waved her hand above her head in a crazy type way in explanation to who I am… Nuts. Yep, nuts…over zealous about abuse, that I will give up family for it, that I will sever relationships for it. … Continue reading
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Living Alive
The word comfortable is a word that will not always speak the truth, it will not say as much about the surrounding reality, but rather your state of being. How do I explain being comfortable in a dysfunctional home, to… Continue reading
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Standing Strong.
“If you recognize the UNreal with any sincerity in your heart, you need not look for the real.” (Mooji) What a simple idea to recognize the unreal…and yet I was born onto parents who were unreal, so my real was… Continue reading
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Save yourself.
While thinking back upon my journey out of sexual abuse/incest, I wondered what was the one thing that made a difference, what one major item was my cure? Cancer has drug treatments and therapies and it seems the body has… Continue reading
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Annihilated in a Balloon!
I could envision my self as a little girl and how she sits holding out her hands in shame again, for in them should be love and all she sees is fear. Fear and terror are in her hands.… Continue reading
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Being imperfect has set me free….
“In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.” Martin Luther King ‘…the silence of our friends’… it’s the silence that keeps gnawing at me. … Continue reading
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The Silent Aunt who disappeared….
“He couldn’t not know what he knew; he couldn’t not see once he saw.” Patti Digh It hit me today in yoga, that what I am witnessing in my great niece is Me. Me as a newborn baby… Continue reading
I M Perfect lady 