I saw this post at Robert Scoble’s today, where he talks about the private struggles of people’s lives. Lives that you might be tempted to assume are quite perfect, but which really aren’t. It reminded me very much of why this blog exists. I spent so many years feeling like I was the only person…
I was reading Carolyn’s comment on that last post, and she used a term I’d been thinking about lately, “damaged goods.” Are we, as child abuse survivors, damaged goods? To a certain extent, we are. Being victimized like that as a child leaves long-lasting impressions and issues. On the other hand, it’s not exactly a…
In reading over some of the entries and comments from the first carnival against child abuse, I was struck by the juxtaposition of two things. One, a comment listed in the carnival by Carolyn Lehman: “You can never anticipate the aftermath of speaking out.” The other from a post on Sonnie Daze which talks about…
The first ever carnival against child abuse is up today. Looks like quite a few interesting entries. I haven’t had time to peruse them yet, but I definitely will be later this evening. Go check them out!
I’ve been thinking about this post for a week. Last Sunday, as part of our daytrip to New York, we made what can only be described as a pilgrimage to the World Trade Center site. The site, as shown above, is not just your normal construction site. Awhile back, when someone was talking about the…
I got an email from Lindsay with Zingerplatz Pictures about a screening of Hand Of God a film by Joe Cultrera. In his own words: The film centers on my brother’s abuse by a Catholic priest (Joseph Birmingham) in 1964, back in our hometown of Salem. The film goes on to tell the story of…
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