No More Shame

No More Shame

I’ve been a survivor of child sexual abuse since the age of five so all I’ve known is shame. Throughout my teenage and early adulthood years, I thought I was the reason why men and boys chose to have sex with me. Back then, I never considered it rape so I grew up...
Zumba Through Depression

Zumba Through Depression

Please forgive me for saying this, but as a former half marathoner, I always thought Zumba was for sissies. It’s a workout, yes, but it surely doesn’t compare to the weekly miles, hill repeats and long runs necessary to prepare for a half marathon. Many of...
Healthy Boundaries for Mental Health Month

Healthy Boundaries for Mental Health Month

If you’ve ever been an Uber or Lyft passenger, you’re aware of the 5-star rating system. I recently had a Lyft experience where I had to give someone 1 star. I immediately got the following message from Lyft’s customer service: “if you rate a...
Abuse Survivors and the Desire to Be Loved

Abuse Survivors and the Desire to Be Loved

Growing up abused as a child distorted the true definition of love. Instead of seeking the comfort and protection of a man, I looked instead for validation, someone who could fill this void in my heart. But because we associate pain with love, we inadvertently...
Triggers

Triggers

A pedophile died on Sunday (or was it Monday?). And I posted how happy I was and that I was praying for the boys he sexually abused. But as I scrolled through Twitter and my Facebook timeline, I was shocked at the number of people who were paying him respect. They...