Tag: abuse
It Took Me 10 Years…
Content Warning- Domestic Violence It took me 10 years to fully get over you. Every blood-curdling scream from my throat over 3 years was a testament to the manipulation that you had subdued me to. It was 3 years of walking on eggshells and uneasiness and a semi-permanent lump in my throat and knot in ...Our Gods, Our Husks – Free-Verse Poem
the cold eyes of envy placed upon thee to shiver in the veins and arrest thy heart, thy steps in thine place strips of the pale moonlight outline shadows on thine face edges of your beauty cut like mountains great and looming to scrape that endless sky our gods, our husks, these things we hold ...Waking Up: Katherine – Part 6
Read Parts 1-5 **Content Warning:** This story contains depictions of and allusions to the abuse of vulnerable populations, such as those with disabilities, LGBTQA+, and children of abusive parents, and may contain content that some may find disturbing. Reader discretion is advised. “Michael.” Gasping awake against the dim light and my heart gallops. My ...- CreativityEnvironmentSelf-Help & RelationshipsHealth & WellnessPoetryMemoir & AutobiographiesHome & Garden
Survivor’s Pledge – A Free-Verse Poem
darlings, remember, the dark shapes hiding in the night friendly enemies fornicating your good nature they peek out from under your bed, creep beneath your pillow, stalk the lonely roads of your dreams and breathe new life as figures that haunt your waking world his breath may linger hot on your skin burnt like a ... Parental Alienation: The Signs
Parental alienation is where one parent keeps a child/children from the other parent. It is usually a game of control and has everything to do with hurting the non-custodial parent and the child/children. Parental alienation is a type of abuse used to disconnect the child/children from the “other” parent. It is extremely harmful to a ...One Last Chance
When I woke up, my body felt like it was soaked in a bucket of sweat. I peeled back the blankets that stuck to me like a second skin. My clothes felt like they were made of lead. I dragged myself to the bathroom to splash cold water on my face to wake me up, ...I’m Not Crazy – Of Course I’m Not Exactly Normal Either.
I’m not crazy. I have to remind myself of that every so often because there were so many times growing up that I thought I was. When I think back on my childhood and what I’ve experienced? I’m sometimes surprised I’m not crazy. Now granted, I’m not exactly normal either. I grew up hearing voices ...