by Sarah
(Canada)
Change has always been difficult for me. Even positive change. I think it has to do with control. I fear not having any and it's easier to deal with what I know than what I don't know. But change is important for growth. We're moving today to a new place and the stress has given me nosebleeds all day yesterday. Even in the heat, I had to go running in the woods.
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by Sarah
(Canada)
Self injury was a huge problem for me. For years, ever since I was really young, I cut myself, bit my arms, banged my head just to release the building tension inside. I don't do that anymore but I still feel it at times. Now I run. I run in the woods. Being in nature is powerful for me. The sights, the smells, the deer, the herons, the earth - help me to feel alive so that I don't need to hurt myself. Singing also helps me. I sing faith songs to empower myself with. Those somehow push out the negative thinking.
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From Victim to Victory
a memoir
How I got over the devastating effects of child abuse and moved on with my life
Jan 30, 18 01:13 PM
There was a time and space I didn’t think about you, or your abuse. Where when I looked back at my life, I only saw normal things, a normal childhood.
Jan 29, 18 11:33 AM
A heartfelt letter by a former classmate that speaks to bullying and regrets. You'll find it on my Facebook group. I hope you'll join and get in on the discussion.
Jan 29, 18 11:00 AM
I was sexually abused by my father from age 6 to 13, which stopped when I started talking about it during the day. The teenage brother of my best friend