This trend... Interwebs I love you. I love this, giving people the ability to speak out. This trend killed me to look through, especially on the heels of my personal struggling this week. I can't think of much else to say on the matter other … Continue reading SAAM: Why Women Don’t Report Part 1
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As a victim of sexual assault myself, Sexual Assault Awareness Month (SAAM) has always had a important place in my heart. Now that I’m a mother, it holds an even bigger place in my heart. The National Sexual Violence…
Three years ago, I came across an article written by a young man who decided to share his experience being on the other side of a rape accusation. He believed the woman's claims were unfounded and went forward to express that. Obviously, heading up my … Continue reading SAAM: Predator vs Victim
April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month. It’s a month where people should be allowed to speak out about their pasts and pain.
There’s a stigma around the sorts of people who get sexually assaulted. People label them with reasons why they believe they have been attacked. People are assaulted every single day. People of all genders, of all ages and sexual orientation. Nothing stops a predator.
So DO NOT fucking preach to me about what she was wearing. DO NOT preach to me about the fact he’s a ‘pussy’ for being attacked.
DO NOT tell me you think it’s fucking acceptable.
I did not get this far to get justice on the man who sexually assaulted me to be told that I should get over it. I did not go through all this pain and hurt to be told it is my fault. Have a bit of consideration for those…
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The hardest part of recovery from sexual assault, at least for me, has been defining my feelings towards my attackers. The first assault happened, and shortly after my assailant disappeared from my life. He never stuck around after the fact, which I think is what's … Continue reading SAAM: The Hardest Part
This month at The Patchwork Diaries we're discussing some very intense subjects. Please be aware that any and all posts during the month of April could be triggering to survivors and those recovering from sexual abuse. Also, due to the highly emotional nature of our … Continue reading Dear Readers
Today is the one year "birthday" of my book! I sat down and decided to compile everything March 26th of 2017 and Friday the second half goes through the final editing stages. I hadn't realized the entire project had been working for a year already … Continue reading One Year Later
Earlier today I shared the song I thought of when my ex crossed my mind today. Since it's also my anniversary I thought it was appropriate to share a song that comes to mind when I think of my husband. 😘 Now the feelings I … Continue reading Voom
For me, it might as well have been a gate between heaven and hell.
For everyone else driving by, it was simply a lit-up window sitting on the earth like a glowing snail. A luminous blip of symmetry on your way to the nearby park, church, McDonalds, or school. A bright square dividing the siding. An architectural necessity. An eye of yellow fabric on a typical suburban tapestry.
Growing up for me as a kid was difficult when it came to relating to people. I was incredibly sensitive and emotional, byproducts of having severe depression chiseled into my person by some villainous genetic artisan. Throughout my young life, and into adulthood, I struggled with the very basic interactions with my friends. I could never tell if I was teasing them too much. I could never tell if they were teasing me too much. I could never control my emotions in…
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And now we've arrived at the 23rd of March. My seventh wedding anniversary, and also a birthday. In years past I've avoided the birthday, but this year I'm just going to say it: yeah... I thought about him today. My abusive ex. When I thought … Continue reading My Favorite Color