Tag: Invisible Wounds

Being a survivor of Domestic Violence

And every once in a while the Universe decides to congratulate me with a string of decent people. Or perhaps I’m always surrounded by decent people, it’s just when I’m at peace with myself and the world, that I can properly identify the decent… Continue Reading “Being a survivor of Domestic Violence”

Cleaning up the fog with a soft heart and a strong mind.

So many things to say but I’m unable to find the right words. My heart is conflicted on a few levels. The last few weeks, it’s been cluttered with embracing being discarded by my mother, betrayed by my great auntie, emotionally dismissed by my… Continue Reading “Cleaning up the fog with a soft heart and a strong mind.”

Just.Hit.Publish – is it [really] worth the risk?

I’m a writer. I write. It makes me happy. Well, I wouldn’t say the writing itself makes me happy as much as knowing that others are able to read my words and heal their heart. Helping others is what makes me happy. Knowing that… Continue Reading “Just.Hit.Publish – is it [really] worth the risk?”

If my wounds were visible…

I stumbled across an article. It was a woman that shared some pretty traumatic abuse, in church, by her father. The sentence that caught my attention is one that I heard in my family… on many occasions, “Stop crying or I’ll give you something… Continue Reading “If my wounds were visible…”

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