The Pain That Went Unseen: How Healthcare Professionals Unknowingly Stood with My Abuser

Looking back on my interactions with the healthcare system throughout my abusive marriage, I am now able to recognize gross failures on behalf of numerous healthcare professionals. I wonder whether things would have turned out differently if this trajectory had been different. Maybe they wouldn’t have, but perhaps they would. When I attempted suicide on February 2nd, 2013, nurses in the emergency…

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Debut

How nice it must be to be complacent,Like your words and your actions did not render me paralyzed and breathless.You walk around validated and smug,As though my stumbles permit you to discredit me.Your entitled demeanor wrapped its hands around my neck until I was unable to speak,While you stood over me with justification and assurance.You took moments of my life-Moments I can…

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Why I’ll Never Apologize for Amplifying Survivors’ Voices

I was recently told it is out of line for me to post abuser’s names on Survivorhood – by a woman. Not one of the women whose stories I have shared (When a survivor shares their story THEY dictate and approve every single word that appears in their post and choose whether their name and/or the name of their abuser is published.…

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Healing from the Inside Out: How Love Can Rewrite the Story of Trauma

Sometimes I wish there was a sifting device for my brain. Something that would catch all of the clumps of fears and insecurities that were formed from my abuse. I wish I could assure my current partner that these clumps will never fall through. That he will never have to experience my panic attacks, my nightmares, and the times my brain goes…

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A Survivor Story: Anonymous

"You took my innocence. You took my happiness. You took my faith in God. You took what should have been my college experience. February 14th, 2013. Valentine’s day. You told me that if I didn’t kiss you on valentine’s day I was a bad girlfriend. I just wasn’t ready yet. Memorial Day 2013. I invited you over to my house because dad…

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