Category Archives: Unbreaking Me

Six Months

Continued from Broken… Judith: “So… It’s almost November,” Judith said with a small smile. She tried to hold back the pride, but I could see it in her eyes. I had come a long way in six months. One fourth of my therapy was almost over. Elizabeth: “It is,” I said. William: “What are your […]

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The Voiceless

At long last. Here is an article I finally can write. It is Domestic Violence Awareness Month. No doubt we’ve seen countless information this month about abused women. No doubt, you will see countless more “save the abused women” this month. I do not discredit these cries of awareness toward woman. This article does not […]

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The Trauma of Domestic Violence

For four weeks I’ve been sitting here trying to think of something to write that directly relates to my experience with domestic violence. One author requested a short memoir from me to include in her anthology. After Broken, I politely declined. I didn’t have it in me. But today I realized, for the last four […]

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Surviving BPD

I need to state before I begin, I use “she” because I am female and the majority of those diagnosed with BPD are female. There are many men out there with BPD as well and the disorder is not gender limited. So your mate/daughter/friend was diagnosed with BPD. And you’ve decided to stay with them, […]

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Living with BPD

I’ve had many a people come to me asking what exactly BPD is (Borderline Personality Disorder). There is a lot of reading material out there. But very little really gets to the heart of what BPD is. BPD is a distortion of self worth. It is that simple. But what does that mean? Borderline personality […]

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In Defiance

There is a “stage” process when a person heals. For a rape victim, there are variations on how a person may handle… re-establishing control over their bodies. Here is what I have been doing. Painting the house. This established control over the change in my environment and helps ground me as well as mark my […]

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Liar

“He called me a liar,” I said gazing out the window. Judith’s stare bore into the back of my head, but I didn’t care. I only watched the rain fall. “It’s as if… the heavens are crying for me.”   “So he read Broken and he called you liar,” Judith said. “How do you feel?” […]

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