Gender

Gender Issues

My gender issues have been on my mind for the passed few days. I met a friend on the internet due to a twitter discussion. He is a Christian, older than I am and is SSA. He doesn’t refer to himself as gay. He is also married to a female and has children. We also… Read More Gender Issues

My Story

My Grace is Suff…ering

Previous Part: It Happened at Night I don’t usually attend Wednesday night services at church. Usually, it is a commentary of what was heard on Limbaugh or Hannity. I don’t follow politics anymore. To be honest, I realized it was part of my insanity. I don’t discuss them, listen to them or read about them;… Read More My Grace is Suff…ering

My Story

It happened at night.

Previous Part: Scenes of Abuse I don’t think I experienced uncovered memories. I definitely have lost memories; clearly things that my aunt confirmed happened that I don’t remember. For me it’s like a trigger and I’m reminded of something that I haven’t really forgotten. Like a certain apple smell will remind me of the cupboard… Read More It happened at night.

My Story

Scenes of Abuse

Previous: Stranger Things… I remember the taste of feces in my mouth when my stepfather smeared my soiled underwear in my face when I was four. I remember being dressed in diapers, teased for being a baby and being photographed like this. I remember finding the photographs at twelve years old. I remember showing them to… Read More Scenes of Abuse

My Story

Stranger Things…

Previous Part: Remember When… The strange thing is, I have more anger towards my mother and God than I do my perp stepfather/adopted father. My perp stepbrother, I hated when I was young. I didn’t start dealing with the abuse until after they died. They all passed away within a year. My perp stepfather got… Read More Stranger Things…

My Story

Remember When…

Previous Part: American Pie – The Saga Begins Talking today… “I remember when… I was about five years old, the summer before I started school. I inadvertently put my shoes in the window sill. The curtains hid them from view. The next day my cousins and I (with parents) were going to the park. We… Read More Remember When…

Grief

Being Alone

Last night I sent out an email to a client, asking a question. This morning a return message came in. Instead of answering the question, the client has a snarky comment about an error in the subject. “I don’t know what you are talking about. In the future, don’t contact me about this…” He is… Read More Being Alone

Childhood

A Simpler Time

How far back can you remember? Can you remember a time of innocence? A time of childhood before your childhood came to an end? Maybe you didn’t have a time in your life like that; perhaps you were abused before your childhood started. Sometimes, I try to remember those times. When life was free of… Read More A Simpler Time

Poetry

Meager Existence, Meager Life.

Meager existence, meager life. Brief life, brief time. What was before us? What is left after? The world remains the same. No one will take note of our lives. What would that profit us if they did? No good can be done for us after we’re gone.