@Healthyfairy86
@bolding_daniel
I’ve been inside those places many times and it is no place for a kid plus the kids are too young to know how to properly sanitize a place that produces food for a lot of people.
I was raped and abused on a daily basis so badly that I couldn’t even focus enough to do basic first grade math problems. Instead of addressing the problem, the teacher let me glue and cut up paper in the corner. Don’t ignore kids struggling. Stand up for them. Be there for them!
@amcampbell84
I knew I had been through things but it was until college that I started to question things. As I got older, through conversion disorder (FND), I started to come to terms with it. Even years after that I discovered things I thought were normal we abusive
If a child is abused from the beginning of their life, they may not know that it is abuse. It may just be a way of life to them and all they know. They are often sheltered from others so the child just thinks that child abuse is normal behavior that everyone experiences
My dad would beat me when I was sensitive. He couldn’t handle it and would whip me hard until I cried and then whip me for crying. It took me a lifetime to accept that I was highly sensitive.
If anyone thinks a chronic illness or mental health situation is something that you just deal with, I hope you never have to experience it. I can tell you first hand that both things are hell to live with 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, all year long for the rest of your life.
Since I was abused in silence, one thing I wanted to do in healing was break the silence. I keep sharing to help further that along for others. Too many suffer in silence and I so badly want that silence broken
In my healing from conversion disorder and childhood sexual abuse I didn’t always know what to do to heal. I followed my heart, logic, and gut instinct as each day I would wake up and try to find a way to take a step forward. It wasn’t easy but it got me from point A to B.
I grew up in a family where if I cried as a little boy, I was a baby. If I didn’t cry enough when my dad was beating me with a leather belt, he’d hit me harder until I did and then get angry when I finally cried. I was taught to not feel like so many that have been abused
I stand amazed at the people I’ve met on here with the difficult stories they endured and how they carry onward reaching out to others with a helping hand and a heart full of love and compassion.
A kind word in a day, (in person or on social media) really makes a difference. May we have more kind words spoken amongst people we meet. The world badly needs us to speak kindly with one another.
@Healthyfairy86
@bolding_daniel
It is. I used to work around dangerous farm equipment but was always careful. Took safety training. Cheap labor that will do whatever they are forced to do.
Please never tell an abuse survivor that they should be further along in healing in whatever form you choose to impose upon them. It takes time to heal and each survivor does it at the pace they can handle.
I remember many years ago on Christmas Day, I called the suicide hotline. Someone picked up the phone and I couldn’t bring myself to say a word. It felt shameful that I could even utter those thoughts. Somehow I made it through that day. Not everyone can ask for help
Sometimes I hesitate to share some of the trauma I’ve been through because I don’t want people using it to minimize their trauma. Trauma is trauma. Comparing the severity doesn’t help as much as we may convince ourselves it does. Your trauma is your trauma and mine is mine.
My dad died last Nov and I didn’t know for a month. He went to his grave blaming everyone including me for the sexual, physical, emotional abuse he put me through. Never once did he admit what he did or say sorry. He made me into the bad guy. Im glad he’s gone. Good riddance
If someone is sharing how much they are struggling, stop shaming them as if they are somehow horrible people for doing so. I get so angry when I see this. If someone is struggling, they need a listening ear, not a shaming tongue
I was told they beat and molested me to show me God’s love. That will mess you up. It’s a tough thing to reconcile in life. Much more than just changing your thinking. How I made it this far, I don’t know
I saw someone struggling with suicidal ideation and another individual mocked them and was very shitty. Would you go up to a car accident and dump salt on the wounds of someone injured? Probably not. That would be horrible! Then why treat others struggling in such a manner?
It is my birthday today. While that’s a positive thing for me, two years ago I was struggling to function and now I know why. In addition I am losing my eyesight which is tough. Jeff is taking me out on a nearby dinner boat. I love boats and the water. I’ll post pics of it
I enjoy people that are real and honest and aware. I struggle with people that only portray happy happy happy n life as if difficulties and struggles don’t exist
Some days, a thoughtful word we say or a question asking how people are doing can be moments that help pick them up, lift them up and give them another ounce of energy. Never underestimate your impact upon others. I try to remember this too.
@amcampbell84
My dad made friends with the town cop. Everyone thought he was the most helpful perfect person. I saw him kill my pets and it was done to show what would happen if we told about the abuse. He told us if we ever told someone, it would be the last thing we did
I didn't know I came from a dysfunctional screwed up family until I started healing after being hospitalized from Conversion Disorder. It all just seemed normal as a kid. I knew no different. I'm sure I wasn't the only one that can say this.
I was thinking back to a month ago where I was struggling to hang on and fighting to want to "live". Been blogging about this. But a month has gone by and I'm doing 1000 times better. Much better outlook, less anxiety, less depression. So grateful/thankful.
The price an abuse survivor pays for the rest of their lives is to much. The perp often gets away without adequate repercussions. This has got to change.
My dad had me washing breakfast dishes from the time I was very young. He’s put a chair up to the sink and watch me as I washed them. Any dishes I didn’t get clean, he’d kick my little body into the cupboard. And that’s how I learned to wash dishes. I hated him.
Today is my first birthday. Im now a year old. My humans are the greatest. I get daily walks, love to play catch and tug of war. I bark when I feel slighted but overall I love the house I live in. To celebrate my birthday in style, I wonder how many likes these eyes can get?
Sharing this - when I was abused, everyone thought my dad was the nicest, greatest person. He was friends with the local cop in the small town. He proved to us by killing my pets that he would stop you in any way. Who would I have told? Who would have protected me? No One!
@darthnerfherder
@neiltyson
Just a couple of pictures. He had us rolling laughing but was so much fun to hang around. (and learn from - the dude is a walking wealth of information he shares freely which I love)
Is anyone else very picky about the clothes they wear? I don’t mean expensive. In fact I like inexpensive. But the feel, fabric, color and comfortability are key to me. When I pick clothes to wear, it’s based on feel and color.
Simba did so well with his walk. There were all kinds of distractions and mail truck, UPS, cars,people coming out to get their mail, dogs barking, and he stayed with me. He followed my cues and commands. Very proud of Simba today.
In healing, I had no clue how to do it when I started this journey. I kept putting one foot in front of the other and as I went, more was revealed to me. At no time did I allow myself to get locked into a paradigm that I could not heal.
When my father abused me, I was so young I don’t remember most of it, only waking up with blood all over me after being raped. He was trying to clean it so my mom didn’t see. They ended up taking me to a nurse friend of my moms for antibiotic shots. And I was only around 5 yrs
If you’re reading this, it is because it is meant for you to see.
You are a beautiful soul. Even with all your challenges you face, keep yourvchallenges inner light glowing brightly. Don’t allow it to be extinguished or diminished by anyone or anything
I’ve healed more by hearing the stories of other survivors and seeing they found a way through rather than all the ones that gave me advice telling me what to do.
Heard something today.
Train yourself to not argue with stupid people. You’ll never win with stupid people. Don’t waste the energy and use it instead for something good.
Interesting thought
Agree or disagree?
My parents blamed the doctors, psychiatrists, therapists, meds, and called me all kinds of names, crucified me to my community, friends, and relatives but they never took responsibility for what they did. I made it on my own. Wasn’t easy but in the end, I survived and thrived
Do you actually compliment and praise people in your life or not? It helps to verbally say nice things that are authentic. Too many of us have been torn down since we were born. Build one another up
I had so many people tell me not to get a puppy. I’m glad I didn’t listen to them. Simba has been so good for me and he has helped push me. He helps shower me with love. His little tail and body wag and jump for joy playfully, he loves to cuddle too
Sometimes I share stuff, not looking for sympathy, but to help others know that they aren't alone. I know it helped me in the early days when someone shared a bit of their story and I was able to see that I wasn't the only one dealing with abuse. That's why I share things here
One thing that empowers me is when I see others who have experienced some of the worst experiences in life, stand shoulder to shoulder to help others heal and find their way in life. Seeing this lifts me up to help and do more. Thank you to each one who cares enough to do this
I talk about my experience with mental health issues, depression and childhood abuse to let others know they aren’t alone. I’m not doing it for pity. When I first started my healing journey it meant the world to me that I found others who had walked where I was beginning to walk
Outside of my family showing God’s love to me as they raped and molested me, I was a young boy using the restroom in the church during Sunday service. Some stranger came in the bathroom and molested me while the congregation was singing hymns. Where was God to protect me?
Today In 2016, Jeff & I officially married. We met online through a male survivor support forum in 1999. We weren’t looking for a relationship and just coming to terms that we might be gay. We were destined to be together from the moment we met. I love him more now than ever.❤️
I know i post many puppy pics but as a friend said, getting this puppy as really helped me. I know it has. I needed him and had many telling me I wasn’t ready, but I knew I was. He is so caring and loving to me and I’ve only had him for a little over a week. I love this puppy
My heart goes out to everyone on here I interact with or am friends with. To the ones who feel like no one listens or hears them. To the ones fighting a situation or chronic illness that feels overwhelming. To the ones who feel all alone or hurt in ways no one can see. 🤗❤️
Many years ago my human was born on this day. I don’t know how humans live this long. I’m glad Don made it through this last year. He had a rough one. So make sure you give him a few cat treats and wish him a happy human birthday!
My heart goes out to all the medical staff all over the world putting their own lives on the line as this virus spreads. May your lives be safe in helping others. You have my utmost respect for what you do. Nurses, doctors, support staff and everyone inbetween.
To everyone struggling with mental health issues or physical issues, you’ve made it through another week, another day and that is something. It takes a lot and you have done it up to this point. Keep going. Don’t give up
The people who listened to me were far more helpful to my healing than the ones that thought they had to tell me what to do. I grew up with a monster that told me what to do at every turn. I just needed someone to listen with compassion. So healing in my journey.
@JoshuaPotash
@Alanlsg
Thankful there are good souls in this world. So precious. I've never seen one in real life, only pictures. My heart goes out to all the critters and people impacted by what is happening.
Suicide is not a joking matter. You don’t use it to make fun of someone or put them down. Suicide is attempted by more people in secret than anyone realizes.
Colonoscopy is done. Love the sedation. At felt so good. One small polyp and they took a couple other samples due to other issues. Will know more in a few weeks. Glad it’s done. Not as bad as I thought it would be. The prep process isn’t fun. LOL.