Life happened. I was overwhelmed. I was drained. I was tired. I was afraid. I became unsure, questioning my existence, questioning purpose. I questioned cause. After a few hard hitting blows, I retreated. In the space of a few months I experienced tremendous, gut wrenching loss.
Sex was my healing. Molested and Raped by five separate guys on separate occasions. Four different abusers between ages 7 – 9. Raped at 14 because I wouldn’t give in to his advances. I became aggressive, I hated men, I didn’t want to be touched. Listen as our guest shares her story of survival after years of childhood sexual abuse.
This piece was written by our last guest on MASKED (A J2F Mini-Series). I asked her permission to share. It continues to be my prayer that if one person’s life is positively affected, influenced, or changed by my story, then my speaking would not be in vain. Tears streamed down my face as I read […]
Each time I thought about attending the party it felt as if I was on the verge of a panic attack. An internal tug of war was taking place. I was doing it again. Once again I allowed myself to be conflicted at the expectation and request of a loved one. I still struggled with […]
The plans were underway, no-one bothered to include me or even ask, was it that they knew I wouldn’t be interested in attending, or was it something more sinister? Could it be they didn’t want me there for fear of contention? December 20th, 2016 – Was the last time I spoke to and was physically in […]
**TRIGGER WARNING** Discussions of Child Sexual Abuse. Episodes may contain graphic details. THE SMELL STILL LINGERS TILL TODAY! – After contracting a sexually transmitted disease at age seven (7), a sixty (60) year old Childhood Sexual Abuse Survivor FINALLY speaks. Hurting for over fifty (50) spent years, she carried the turmoil doing what so many […]
The threats are reeling in. The vile and insensitive remarks are endless, the accusations, and assumptions are piling on and the questions are many! I have gone and done the unthinkable, the inexcusable, and the unforgivable. I spoke and am speaking my truth! I promised myself I would refrain from writing angry but recent occurrences cause me to want to vent a little.
I lost my innocence to a cousin on a bedroom floor, raped repeatedly for years by my grandmothers husband and was touched inappropriately by an uncle all between the ages of 5 and 16.