Start thinking about gatekeeping. If you’ve ever been told you can’t feel a certain way because you don’t fit a certain demographic, then you’ve been talking to a GateKeeper. This post is directly related to my last post on sexual abuse. It’s what I’ve experienced trying to tell people about my pain. People suck though. Hope this helps someone heal.
Anyone else have a Mother’s Day hangover this morning? I’m not talking about drinks though.
Yesterday I wrote a short story about one of my experiences with sexual abuse and the way mothers try to hide from it. I sent it to my mom. And some other mothers in our family.
Since I’ve had no reactions just yet (I think it’s a good story). I’d thought I’d post it in case it helps anyone else besides me.
As a dad and veteran with two kids, I used to worry about telling people I have PTSD. Would they still think of me as a fit parent? Or maybe people wouldn’t even believe I had experienced trauma? In this post I try to tell my story.