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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...

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...

#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...