A Christmas Letter to All Victims of Abuse Jingle bells are ringing everywhere we go. Colored lights decorate windows and lamp posts reminding us that this is the season of cheer and peace.... Read more >>

She had just turned eight, less than a month prior to meeting “the creep” as she calls him. She is an adult now, in her early 30s, and still reliving, having nightmares of being molested... Read more >>

Everyone thinks how children should be treated is their decision. Well, their partly right but mostly wrong. Children obviously need to be taken care of with love and food and place to sleep, but not... Read more >>

 As a child growing up in a dysfunctional family, I found out very quickly that my parents’ inability to accept themselves and express their emotions in healthy ways meant that any little... Read more >>

I learned a lot in my early life. In fact, my youngest years were so full of experience that they give me no end (at least, so far) to colorful stories. One of those stories has to do with trashcans... Read more >>

This story contains mature or graphic content It’s funny, in a way, the leaps our minds make to compensate for the less than savory parts of our lives. In my family, violence was the... Read more >>

Don’t Want to Play This Game (My Name is Bobby) Dedicated to little ones living with adult fears My name is Bobby; Although you never hear me speak, I’ve lots to say. Even though you... Read more >>

This story contains graphic or mature content. My story. It’s hard to believe I am sharing. These memories are in my personal journal and in my head. They stay in my head and heart all the... Read more >>

Where do I start? She’s my mom. Life has been hard for her from the beginning. She was born in the middle of the Depression in a West Virginia coal camp, number eight of nine kids. When I... Read more >>

As little children of the sixties, we were taught to do as you were told, to never talk back, and to never ask why. At least that was the way it was in my very strange, but oddly normal, home. I was... Read more >>