Tag: trauma

Part 5: Uncovered

Diamond had her first baby at 13, she’d grown up the hard way “graduated from the school of hard knocks” as she often joked wryly, but a trauma survivor can sniff out another a mile away, she had sensed my inner pain and she… Continue Reading “Part 5: Uncovered”

Part 3: Meeting Diamond

It’s funny how the mind plays tricks on you, worse perhaps for those of us with dissociative disorders who experience time as anything but linear. I knew I’d been to New Zealand as a child but it wasn’t until writing “The Devil’s Wife” that… Continue Reading “Part 3: Meeting Diamond”

Part 1: The Devil’s Wife

I’m angry right now, seething in fact. Broken on behalf of my father, broken on behalf of my aunt, my cousin and crushed by the ripple effect it had on all those that had suffered at the hands of The Devil and his wife;… Continue Reading “Part 1: The Devil’s Wife”

Broken Words

I am starting to lose myself again, I’ve had the burning need to lock myself away somewhere alone and just write until I’ve processed my entire life for a week now. I had a series of epiphanies that cracked open a box inside and… Continue Reading “Broken Words”

Ghost

I’m terrified to be here, but there is safety in it’s emptiness. The echo of only my own footsteps traipsing down the vacant grey halls is oddly comforting as I take in the building around me. The classrooms surrounding the courtyard on my left… Continue Reading “Ghost”

The Suicide Dress

**Trigger Warning: Eating Disorders, Suicidal ideation. If you are feeling triggered please call your local suicide hotline. I remember the evening I bought the dress, it was 2013 and I was thumbing through a sale rack killing time before a psychology appointment and halfheartedly… Continue Reading “The Suicide Dress”

Look Up

We don’t spend enough time looking up anymore, somewhere along the line I forgot how much joy could come from just lying on the grass looking up at the clouds. When I was little a friend and I were always looking up, at the… Continue Reading “Look Up”

Time Capsule

If I am an adult, I must have once been a child.If I am married, I must have said I do.If I am a mother, I must have given birth.If I am a friend then I must have spent time with others.If I have… Continue Reading “Time Capsule”

Story Time…

*Trigger Warning* Anorexia, Suicide, Self Harm, Dissociation It’s so much easier to judge ourselves than to judge others, for some reason everybody seems to hold themselves to a higher standard than others. But we’re all human, we all make mistakes and thank goodness for… Continue Reading “Story Time…”

Out Loud

I’m getting frustrated with parts of us,Recovery from trauma is a slow process, I understand that but We have been in therapy 5 years, longer actually because we had a different therapist before this one an I think we saw her for a couple… Continue Reading “Out Loud”