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A Letter I Can’t Send: Edge Of Crazy: Lesson #12

my dad was, and still is, a serious control freak. he wants everything to go his way, all the time, forever. His need to control + my rebellious streak – any display of love or affection = a seriously fucked up child. dad, i’d love to write this on my...

Dragon Slaying 101

As a child of a covert narcissist, who spent every day breaking down any self-esteem I might accidentally grow, I was a prime target for my malignant narcissist of an ex-husband. Keep in mind that there never has been and never will be an actual diagnosis for either...

You Are Stronger Than That Bastard

I am now 45 years old and I nearly lost my marriage to PTSD. It was my first year of marriage, and I’d gotten a nice degree, so I got a great job at an investment bank. It all started to unravel after the birth of my first child, a boy. Every time I changed his...

#MeToo: On The Other Side

At the age of 3, my father began sexually molesting me. At the age of 5, the sexual abuse was replaced by physical abuse from my father and my mother. At the age of 9, both my mother and father went to rehab for alcoholism. At the age of 10, I finally knew what it was...

Worthiness

I have had so much on my mind lately. So many things make me question my worthiness.  I don’t even know.  I don’t even know what I want to say.  Usually I pull out my journal and just write until my hand cramps. Everything that comes from my head through...