I was so drained this weekend. But it is going to be alright. All of this fragmented knowledge about sexual violence is wearing me out! As the beloved old folks around my way used to say, “Look at you, all loud and wrong.” And that meant they were through entertaining your foolishness. Listen, if you are like me, you are drained. So let us power up.
Y’all my Mom wrote me a permission slip this morning. It means the entire world to me. This afternoon during my reflection time, I felt the full value of her words. My mother read my most recent blog posts and she said to me, “You keep slaying those dragons. There are still more being born today so you better slay.” YES! In all the many thousands
The journey of healing from sexual violence and the pain that you stumble upon along the way is so hard for others to understand. You can’t even come up with a description. Sometimes it can feel as if you are speaking a language that no one else seems fluent in. After much struggle, I have come to believe that it is okay to feel the pain that was suffered. It is a natural and human response, nothing to