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Human beings supposedly have 5 senses: smell, sight, taste, touch and hearing. The so-called sixth sense is what we've dubbed ESP or Extra Sensory Perception. But why have we made a leap for the sixth sense to be what some call pseudoscience when there is at least one more--if not many more--senses within the human body?
Attempted abuse had long lasting effects for an 8 year old boy: As a young kid I used to hang out every day at a small farm about a quarter of a
Are you among the believers that when we know better we do better? It was Maya Angelou who said, "I did then what I knew how to do. Now that I know better, I do better." But does that translate to another quote Ms Angelou is credited with: "When we know better, we do better?" After all, Ms Angelou was highly evolved. But not so much the rest of us.
Im lindsey.. I've been in abusive relationships my entire life. It started with my stepfather when I was 5 or 6, I can't actually remember. At the time
I'm 47 and still dealing with my fathers mental abuse: I was the middle child in my family my younger sister was spoilt by my mum and dad and my
An online presence is pretty much mandatory if you're in any kind of business these days. Be it with a website and/or social networking, perhaps even in a forum. But with that online presence comes a dark side. A dark side that provides an opportunity for the shadow side of people to make their presence known.
Home. While for others that four-letter word would mean the world, in me it triggered two emotions- fear and shame. For as long as I remember, I’ve been
It continues to create difficulties threw my adult life. Everyone seems so willing to push this off as a medical deficiency, only because people just don't
Are you the kind of friend who always tells the truth? Do you tell your friends what you really think? Or do you soft peddle the truth? When faced with the dilemma of hurting your friends' feelings vs telling them a lie to either make them feel better or keep them in the dark about a situation, what do you do?
The real sad thing about the abuse comes many different side effects and they are all devastating to children while growing up and will take this through
Parents and other family members play important roles for victims of abuse striving to heal from the devastating impacts of their ordeals. Though healing is a personal journey, it's shared by friends, family and loved ones concerned for the well-being of victims. And while the victim is at the center of each effort to rebuild and restore trust, confidence and other casualties of abuse, secondary survivors share a unique set of challenges overcoming the impacts of sexual abuse.
My father told me I started acting weird when I was six. I was about 30 when he told me that. I remember I hit other children. I was sexualized by the
When i was about 5, my mother had a boyfriend, he always used to call me his princess and he always used to call me his baby girl, then one day i was sat
The stories are really not mine to tell but it's been 11years now and I can't seem to let go. First off I would like to congratulate all who has survived
It all began when I was a little girl. About 8 or 9, to be exact. My older brother would smack me in the face, call me ugly, fat and stupid. He would also
I've posted on your site in the past, Darlene, regarding abusive and controlling relationships within my family. At the time of doing this, it was really
What does it mean to "be in the flow"? And why does it matter? In order to answer that question, it might be easier to examine the opposite. What happens when you're not in the flow?
Grandparent of a child that committed suiscide at 23 years of age: I don't know exactly what to say or what to do now that my Grandson killed himself
I'll never forget the first time I was fondled. I was an 8 year old boy and my family was in church. My grandpa was a Bishop, my mother was the choir director,
Since my dad was an emotionally distant man I wanted to make him love me. His response was to slam my head into the top of door frame. He did not stop
When I was a little girl. About the age of 6 . My parents would go out and leave my grandfather to babysit me and my siblings.. I can still remember the