Embrace the transition and fearlessly expose your wings!
Everyone says therapy is necessary after trauma. I agree but it's not as simple as it sounds. Therapy is not gossiping with your friends or venting to your family. It can feel that way eventually. But therapy is work. Therapy is a mirror. Therapy is difficult often. I run from things that are difficult and… Continue reading I don’t have a therapist. Here is a poem.
In June of this year, Sabrina Solomon of Rockdale, TX created a fundraiser for a survivor she knows personally who prefers to remain anonymous. This victim has been consistently stalked and harassed by a perpetrator who lives in her apartment complex. This harassment has been going on since May. Initially, the perpetrator broke in through… Continue reading Fundraiser By Sabrina Solomon
There is a tickle between my toes with every searing step I take along the exfoliant sand as I'm drawn toward the shore. Could that be her slim silhouette in the distance? The sand turns compact and cool. I leave an imprint that pools with brisk ocean. Icy waves shock my ankles as they billow… Continue reading Searching in Familiar Places
After abuse, self-advocacy is one of the most important yet challenging skills to master. Leaving an abusive relationship can feel nearly impossible. It requires a person to recognize that their boundaries are being broken while their nervous system is responding to trauma. There is usually a heavy amount of psychological manipulation involved in these matters… Continue reading Stick To Your List; Know Your Red Flags
TW: Transphobia, Sexual assault, PTSD Brooklyn Summers is a black transgender woman and survivor of sexual assault from North Hollywood, Florida. After being diagnosed with PTSD, she was admitted to a mental hospital due to continuous intense nightmares about the torment she suffered the night of her assault. When she could no longer stay at… Continue reading Fundraiser for Brooklyn Summers
A fresh page in a new journal, I want to fill in the blanks with the thoughts you inspire. A best friend, A romance, A release. I'll look at you and feel sunshine golden warmth and hellfire red sins. You ask for my words so I don’t have to wonder if you want them each… Continue reading Day Dream Carried Away
Dear 22-year-old Alex, I know you don't think so, but there are so many reasons to love you that have nothing to do with your mile-long legs or the sparkle of your eager eyes. Your endless enthusiasm combined with your head-turning audacity are what make you special. I envy the boundless energy you possess at… Continue reading Fall in Love with Yourself: A Letter to Me at 22
People speak words to me as if the words alone mean something, As if I should put trust in the words themselves. Words are meaningless without action and Intentions are pointless without follow through. Rich, coming from a woman who struggles to commit to anything. Even richer, because I say so many words. But I… Continue reading Meaningless Words
TW: Rape, sexual violence, abuse, sexism I know the right thing to do is to pursue justice. But all my life, what I've known to be true is that moving on requires a lot of space, time and personal growth. Pursuing justice will stunt this. Pursuing justice will take up all the space in my… Continue reading A Survivor’s Thoughts on Pursuing Justice
Ok, so am I a part of a couple now? Can this happen for me? Is this allowed? My history of dating and relationships has been tumultuous, to say the least. After so many abusive experiences, I had gotten into the habit of only being attracted to the wrong type of person. I couldn’t help… Continue reading Learning To (LWord) After Abuse
Eternal Metamorphosis 