For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: “It might have been!” – John Greenleaf Whittier The two lines above are from one of my favorite poems called Maud Muller. It tells a story that has stayed with me from my childhood. A few…
One of the turning points in my recovery was the day I realized I was not a body with a soul. I was a soul with a body. I don’t know if this makes a big difference to any of my readers but for me it was as if a…
Do you hear the children weeping. O my brothers/ Ere the sorrow comes with years? ─ Elizabeth Barrett Browning Most child sexual abuse victims have an attic in their mind, a place where they hide all the painful memories, compartments never meant to be opened. This is how we…
Many years ago I had a friend whose father was extremely abusive. I had just spent the weekend with her and was horrified at his behavior towards his daughter. I was living alone at the time and it would be many decades before I worked my way through recovery…
How many people suffer from anxiety attacks, that apprehension or uneasiness of mind usually over an impending or anticipated event? Sometimes we have no idea what is causing the fear that attacks us. It begins with knots in our stomach, our body tightens with dread, the inside of our body…
