The Importance of Sharing

ByMike McBride Reading Time: 1 minute

Lately, something on this site has been keeping me a little busier than normal. There seems to be some reason that Google has stopped directing people to the home page, and listing this site in it’s search results even when you search for the URL: childabusesurvivor.net.

I won’t bore you with the details, I’ve already written about them elsewhere.

I would, however, like to point out that this means fewer people who might be searching for information about abuse survivors, are likely to stumble upon this site, at least for the time being. Given this fact, I want to encourage all of my readers to share. If there’s something you see in a post on this site that you think others would benefit from seeing, share it. If you came here because someone shared the site with you, and you just know a friend who would be interested, share it with them. Don’t be shy, share!

There are sharing buttons on every post, for all of your favorite social networks, or to simply email to your friends. I’ve tried to make it as easy as possible for you to share with other survivors or those who are interested in helping them overcome child abuse.

Share away, and thanks for reading!

Similar Posts

  • Link suggestions?

    ByMike McBride Reading Time: 1 minute

    I’ve been watching some of the blogs that I link to in the blogroll on the front page of this site slowly go away, just stop updating, or morph into something else. So I’m officially going to start looking for more “Inspirational Blogs” in my surfing. As always, I’m looking for examples of regular people…

  • Cancel Culture Exists Online, It’s Just Not What You’re Expecting

    ByMike McBride Reading Time: 4 minutes

    It’s enough to make you just give it all up and walk away.

    That, to me, is cancel culture. I know there’s a lot of talk about cancel culture and whether it even exists or not, but frankly, to me, the real canceling that goes on online is when the good, thoughtful and caring, people just walk away instead of being here and having their voices matter. Because they’re tired. They’re tired of the constant outrage, the constant anger directed at them for not doing, and believing, everything random people expect them to. The vitriol directed at them in direct messages, comments, and tweets for simply trying to have a conversation, from all sides. For not supporting conspiracy groups, for not using the correct words, for not advocating for exactly the same things, in exactly then same way. Because if you don’t “agree” with them and show your support, in clear, and often financial, ways, you are the enemy.

    Seriously, it gets old. It’s toxic. It’s exhausting. It makes you question why you even bother with this at all. I, for one, don’t need this in my life on a regular basis. No one does. So, instead of having real conversations about real issues, and doing real education, we’re walking away and letting the worst kinds of people win the internet.

    I’m tired, but I’m not ready to do that. If 19 years of working to educate people, and let anyone know that they are not alone as a survivor, or as a person dealing with mental health issues, isn’t enough for you, and you can’t understand that all of the things I do online to make this happen I do in my spare time, for free, then you can go somewhere else.

    Take all of your fake outrage and fake “facts” with you too.

  • Long term effects

    ByMike McBride Reading Time: 3 minutes

    I noticed something quite odd the other day, and while it immediately made sense to me, I think to most people, this probably wouldn’t seem completely normal. I got to thinking about the long term effects of child abuse, especially sexual abuse, that we just don’t really think about, or that really aren’t worth spending…

  • Help for Survivor and Aspiring Author

    ByMike McBride Reading Time: 1 minute

    I’ve been approached by a fellow survivor who is writing a book. They’ve gotten through Part 1 and really want to be able to share what they have so far with some kindred spirits, folks who are embracing healing from abuse and attempting to turn their adult lives into something positive. Basically, they would like…

  • |

    Why I Took Part in the AFSP Virtual Overnight Event

    ByMike McBride Reading Time: 8 minutes

    It was the stories. It was all of those people doing this in memory of someone they lost. Or, like me, in memory of the fact that we are still here instead of leaving others to tell our stories. In our day to day lives, it’s too easy to forget how many people are impacted by suicide each and every year across the country, and the world. The further in time I get away from that time in my own life, the easier it can be to put it behind me and forget about it. But, that is something I never want to do. As painful as it is, I want to remember what it was like to no longer want to be alive. When someone is in that place, I want to be able to say, “I’ve been where you are”, to recall all of the details, and be able to sit and understand. Because that is how we save people. Not by talking in hushed tones about depression, or mental illness, but by sharing the stories of people who survived and healed, and of those we’ve lost.

    Let’s face it, if you spend much time considering those losses, and listening to those stories, it is impossible to walk away without realizing that we have lost a devastating number of people to this disease. Many more than some of the diseases we all gladly talk openly about every day. Yet somehow, maybe because we don’t understand it, or are afraid of it, we keep silent. After all, it might make someone uncomfortable. Even I have, at times, kept the details to myself in fear of making other people uncomfortable, or risk having them worry about me. The more I read and heard these stories though, the more I realized that I needed to share my story, if only so that anyone who reads it would know, and maybe even understand a little bit, what it’s like to be so far down into the darkness of depression, that you don’t want to live any longer. So, with that said, let me share my experience with you, now that it’s been some 25 years, and maybe now people won’t worry so much about me. (Warning, this is about to get dark, and we will talk a bit about suicide, though I will keep those exact details out)

One Comment

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

To respond on your own website, enter the URL of your response which should contain a link to this post's permalink URL. Your response will then appear (possibly after moderation) on this page. Want to update or remove your response? Update or delete your post and re-enter your post's URL again. (Find out more about Webmentions.)