This is a blog which hopes to connect survivors of childhood sexual abuse — to each other, to those who love them, to healing, to art, and to activism. Inevitably, it is also in part my own story.
It’s Easter Sunday for Christians. We have one child home for family time and a good meal. We have each other. Although I do not consider myself a Christian, I am profoundly grateful for our lives today. On Radio 4 this morning, the ‘Sunday’ programme asked all of its speakers what they did to restore…Keep reading
I’ve been on my own this week. As I often do at such (infrequent) times, I decided to challenge myself a little. So I watched both of the new documentaries about family dysfunction and sexual abuse: House of Maxwell and Jimmy Savile: a British Horror Story. I think I do this on my own because…Keep reading
It is tremendously difficult to locate your authenticity when you are a survivor. Your authentic self, your authentic emotions. Because up until now so much of your life has been about masking, camouflage, compartmentalisation, and pushing down and away from painful or confusing things. Up until now this has been necessary. It’s not wrong: it’s…Keep reading
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