PTSD

Mother’s Day Hangover: Part Deuce

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.

One of Those Things

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.

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