Estimated read time: 25 minutes Shattered Part 1 “Well, you could just go to one of those runaway shelters for teens,” she offers neutrally, as if just making a simple weather observation on a beautiful day. “What!?” I practically scream. “Another shelter? Mom, are you serious!? What the hell’s wrong with you?” I can’t calm […]
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…we abuse ourselves. Why did I continue to seek love and approval from family members and partners who treated me so bad? It has taken me a long time to understand, because it’s not as if the opinions of people like that should even matter. Why would I care about what someone with no morals […]
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Please click on the links to learn what this site is about. I Am Not A Victim, I Am A Survivor! ~ First and foremost, I will have you know that I am a survivor and a Christian. Secondly, I will share that I have been a victim of most types of abuse: childhood abuse, emotional abuse, physical abuse, […]
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Insecure… as a little girl. I love mommy and daddy, I silently cry As I shake and tremble throughout the night Always praying they will hold me tight. Naked images all around Sex in my home is something foul It makes a grown man big and proud To use his women and throw them around. […]
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The Bible is chucked full of so many verses which instruct us to give Him thanks and praise at ALL times, and yes my friends, that means even during times of suffering. God is good and never changing, which makes Him worthy of our praise no matter what and in every circumstance. Did I lose […]
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First and foremost, I will have you know that I am a survivor and a Christian. Secondly, I will share that I have been a victim of most types of abuse: childhood abuse, emotional abuse, physical abuse, sexual abuse, spouse abuse, religious abuse, criminal abuse and even self abuse. The icing on the cake was being […]
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Estimated read time: 15 minutes (based upon true events) Molested Part 1 “They are such a nice foster family, Jess, and they’re excited you’re coming,” my social worker tries to reassure me. “They live on the lake and go fishing off their dock most evenings, and I just know how much you’ll love that!” […]
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Many possessions I have acquired Collecting things in life, I have aspired. I use to think I was not materialistic But the fruit of my life proves to be different. The Fathers love was foreign to me As I loved the world and the things it gave me. An attempt to replace my pain and […]
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A scared little girl I am no longer Helpless and defenseless I cried to my Father. I needed to be safe, the shadows couldn’t hide me The boogie men were real, they could always find me. Unlovable I am, it must be my fault No one wanted me, that is what I thought. Nothing I […]
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Growing up I was always told That I’d never amount to anything good. I was always treated like an object For others to abuse whenever they wanted. I wasn’t allowed to show any feelings These I had to learn to bury.
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May 4, 2013
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