My darlings, this is not my typical kind of Thanksgiving Weekend post. This post is going to be raw and honest. It deals with a heavy topic that could be triggering for some. Please reach out if it is. We’re all in this life together.
This week, I opened up for the first time about being sexually assaulted when I was young. It’s a conversation that was long overdue. There have been tears. There has been a flood of suppressed emotions. And I heard the words that I desperately needed to, which I’ve been trying to convince myself for over 15 years now – “It was not your fault.” Continue reading
Many of my faithful followers will have noticed that my last post was deleted a few days after posting. This was not done because I regret putting the truth out there and speaking-out about my situation. I write so that 1) those that I don’t see often have an idea about what’s going on in my life, 2) I have an outlet for my frustrations, worries, memories and passion for writing, and sometimes 3) so I can educate others about the horrors and struggle of being in a toxic relationship and being taken advantage of. If I could keep just one person from following in my footsteps and ending up in a similar mess, I would be happy.
Someone else thinks otherwise.