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I’m not alone.February 15, 2021
I started this blog for myself. To share my story. When I left social media I told friends to send me a message if they wanted to follow my blog. 5 people… Continue reading I’m not alone.
You Disgust MeFebruary 12, 2021
M, I can not believe God gave you daughters after you hurt girls like me (your step sister), your younger sister, and who knows who else. I’m so scared for your daughter… Continue reading You Disgust Me
Messy, Ugly, Repressed TraumaFebruary 7, 2021
I had some come up recently. It hurts. Deeply. Im angry. Disgusted. I shudder when I think about it. Like physically shudder. I have to shake my arms out and walk away. I… Continue reading Messy, Ugly, Repressed Trauma

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I’m not alone.

I started this blog for myself. To share my story. When I left social media I told friends to send me a message if they wanted to follow my blog. 5 people did. I asked them to subscribe. Three of them did. I was using another blog site. A decade ago I had a blog… Continue reading I’m not alone.

You Disgust Me

M, I can not believe God gave you daughters after you hurt girls like me (your step sister), your younger sister, and who knows who else. I’m so scared for your daughter and especially for you step daughter. I hate that I may have to expose my story to try and protect your girls, or… Continue reading You Disgust Me

Messy, Ugly, Repressed Trauma

I had some come up recently. It hurts. Deeply. Im angry. Disgusted. I shudder when I think about it. Like physically shudder. I have to shake my arms out and walk away. I feel like my core is a gaping wound. Pieces of me were scooped out by them. They cut me, made me bleed. They… Continue reading Messy, Ugly, Repressed Trauma

Explaining Why: The Letter I sent

April 2020 Dad, The reason I haven’t talked to you or explained why is because I haven’t known how to do so while being honest and without tearing you down. You may not think this is true but, I love you Dad. I miss you. At the same time, I can not have a relationship… Continue reading Explaining Why: The Letter I sent

To Dad: A Letter I’ll Never Send

April 3, 2020 Dad, I love you. I miss you. So much. I’m guessing you find that hard to believe. I have wanted to talk to you and explain so much. I have wanted to tell you everything. But, I’ve been afraid of hurting your feelings. I also just haven’t been able to figure out… Continue reading To Dad: A Letter I’ll Never Send

The Apology I Wish I could Send

Dear S, I’ve been thinking about you so much and how I hurt you during my breakdown. I so want to find a way to make it up to you. I know there is no way to undo it what happened, which what I most wish I could do. I feel like I want to… Continue reading The Apology I Wish I could Send

C-PTSD, Insomnia, and Dysregulation

September 2020 I have been really struggling lately with the PTSD monster. I had a break down at the end of August. I’d been spiraling for a few months. I’d been having insomnia more and more. I’d originally thought it was all hormonal since I’ve struggled with insomnia off and on since I was in… Continue reading C-PTSD, Insomnia, and Dysregulation

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