I write for those women who do not speak, for those who do not have a voice because they were so terrified, because we are taught to respect fear more than ourselves. For some reason I just stopped blogging. I think I just got so caught up in life. So much has changed in my life. My alters are still as silly as ever. C is still living her.

Tuesday, April 10, 2018. So deep inside, apart from those fears. So be yourself just be that you. Drop down those walls, those many masks. You have felt unloved and you have felt afraid. Your life was shattered you were betrayed.

Her skin is not thin. She will give you that grin. Well, they are full of sin. Her heart is still falling. Swords raised shout an amen. Dancing, swirls, hissing. Noises, grunts, love missing. Darkness is now her twin.

Recovery from child abuse, self harm and depression. Thursday, June 17, 2010. the day after i wrote my last post i took an OD of lunesta. but it knocked me out and guess what, the men in white coats were called.

Sexual assault and abuse survivor support, resources, self-care and comfort tips. I tell my personal story- the journey Im on- of trying to recover from childhood sexual abuse and sadistic torture, and rape, PTSD and dissociation. Includes meditations, poetry, helpful links, and information on trauma processing and child abuse prevention. My website is still under construction, but I do have a few pages up and completed.

Thoughts on Healing from a Trauma Survivor. Sometimes, I feel I move a little slower than others in some things. Sometimes, I feel a little bit paranoid and out of sorts.