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Don’t know if anyone’s noticed that I added a couple of survivor blogs to the blogroll, End of Abuse and The last one. As always, if you know of any blogs by abuse depression or disability survivors, please pass them on!
Don’t know if anyone’s noticed that I added a couple of survivor blogs to the blogroll, End of Abuse and The last one. As always, if you know of any blogs by abuse depression or disability survivors, please pass them on!
Pin When Laura talks about the reactions she’s afraid of getting she is 100% correct. A big part of why I hesitate often to tell people when I’m struggling, feeling incredibly anxious, depressed, or just mentally out of sorts is because I absolutely do not want to hear about how many other people are struggling worse. I already know there are a lot of people struggling. People who don’t have the resources I do, don’t have the support I do, with poor physical health issues or being a part of an underprivileged group, etc. I know, and I understand that I am privileged to have the things that I do and the tools to try and take care of myself that others do not.
And yet, my struggles are still struggles. If I am telling you about them it’s because I need someone to know. I need to be heard. I need to explain what is happening in my own head to someone who will listen to me. I am not negating anyone else’s struggle by talking about my own. Please understand when I, or someone else you know, comes to you and tells you that they are struggling with our mental health, it has likely taken all of our energy just to gather up the courage to tell anyone, so when you deflect like this it’s devastating to us. We carry these heavy, heavy, burdens with us every single day of our lives and we simply need someone to recognize them and maybe help us a little bit every now and again.
Last night I stumbled into the #sexabusechat on Twitter, mostly by happening to be looking at twitter when it started up more than by design, I have to admit. The topic of the evening was on generational abuse, and how it carries down from one generation to the next. In response to the question of…
Pin I discovered a relatively new site yesterday and while I don’t know much about the author, I thought this particular part of what it’s like to finally tell someone about your abuse was really insightful. However, I also felt extremely guilty. This was a “forever secret” and I broke it. A year later, and I…
Things are coming along, I’ve obviously imported all of the old Blogger entries, I’ve moved all of the Essays over, I’ve created a page for “recommended reading” that I will start to build a list of good books dealing with abuse and depression, and I’ll start building a list of online resources as well. Those…
Pin I’ve shared some articles recently about this problem, but nothing hits home like, well, home. And seeing the issue right where you live. During a recent hearing about putting a tax on the ballot for the Baton Rouge area to fund a mental health treatment facility, the reporter who was covering the hearing posted this…
I’ve been thinking about this recently, and I’m convinced that this is one area of life that I’m just never going to be normal about. I know that a touch is a very powerful, emotional connection. I touch and am touched by my wife all the time, for that very reason. I also know, in…
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Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment. I hope, as I’ve always hoped for this site, that it is a place where survivors of all races, male and female would feel a little less alone. I know it’s rare for men to speak of being sbuse survivors anywhere, but there are some of us out here. Keep writing!
please forgive me for answering only now. you put my blog on your blog and i’m touched. In Israel the whole subject on abuse is still kind of new-ish. But NEVER is there a situation where male survivors speak up. And i mean NEVER. I am at awe each time i see that. You see, we aren’t educated like that. Besides the fact that we, the older survivors, have no room to ‘let’ it out. The expectation from us is high, too high. And that is such a shame. We have a lot to learn.
Thanks Katrina, I’ve added your site as well!
I just wanted to let you know about my blog. Thank you. Katrina