I. To be disowned

Content warning: I will be touching on sensitive topics that might precipitate strong reactions in you. Please take care of yourself if you choose to continue reading. I contemplated for a long time whether to open up about being sexually abused growing up. Men that were involved were much too closely related, stepdads, brothers, cousins,…

I took a break from my family IV

Half of my head managed to surface above the ocean of depression I was blanketed in for 3 weeks, I finally was able to process my thoughts and feelings. As much as I did not want to come out of my isolation, just as my siblings face came rushing forth during times I came close…

I took a break from family III

When I wrote to family I will be taking a break, a part of me was hoping they would respond with something like, even if I ended it with don’t respond, “What’s wrong?” “I am here to talk.” “Do not pressure yourself.” “Are you ok?” “Take care.” Not that I would have confided immediately, but…

I took a break from my family II

I am often schooled by family members to indeed forgive and forget. After all, am I not Christian? And I wish they would not. Because that is the last thing I want to hear from them. I want to hear, “I am sorry. Thank you. I appreciate you. I respect you. I love you. It…

I took a break from my family (I)

Two whole week. That was my plan. It ended up being three weeks. Couple months back I decided to disconnect from family for my mental health. It was one of the hardest thing to do and to get out of. I wrote to my family to not contact me in any way for two weeks….

To be attractive is to be condemned, is what I thought (pt. 2)

For me, “Thank you.” these two beautiful words became my lifeline. My reassurance. My therapy. In order to remain calm before a potential storm, the words slips out of my mouth without a thought. “Thank you.” There are some individuals, bless their soul, who continue to give compliments. One right after the other. I know…