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Hide The Remotes

I was never going to write on here. I was going to comment and offer support… but I was never going to write about how I felt. “It’ll go away later,” I’d tell myself. “There worse things out there in life than feeling down every now and then.” “Everyone gets...

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...

I Can’t Heal From This

Three years ago, my husband attempted to rape me. I didn’t really think of it that way at the time. I did shove him off me with a hand to his throat, and he was extremely angry. A few months later, he completed the rape. He’s always been terrible with...