Abuse|Life

I Chose to Speak About My Abuse and This is What Happened

And I will continue to choose the truth every damn time.

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I write a lot about my life, my family and my upbringing. A lot of it wasn’t pretty. There was abuse, anger, mental health issues, financial ruins, rock bottom. You name it, I’ve seen it and survived it.

I like to share those stories with you for two reasons. First of all, it’s very therapeutic for me. I feel freer each time I write about whatever shit I went through.

Secondly, it helps you heal too.

I like to end my stories on a positive note so you can see that healing is possible and you can live a happy, peaceful life.

Is it time?

I didn’t start writing about my family struggles until about 4 years ago. I really wasn’t so sure I wanted to put it all out there. I mean, you know, the family reputation thing, right?

I started talking a wee bit about my personal life over on my Facebook Lives and soon discovered that sharing my stories of struggle and healing were actually resonating with so many people.

My stories were helping others.