religious abuse

  • Dysregulation, Anxiety and Paralysis

    I’m back to report that life has been life-ing, as usual, and I’m still steady jogging to keep up with it all. We’ve just passed the 3 year anniversary of when #igotout, and to look back at how much life has changed in such a short period of time is positively mind blowing. ðŸ¤¯ I don’t

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  • [This is the second in a three-part series. I recommend that you read Part 1 first.] Work Days in the Life: I first came to work at the pet store in June of 2017. It was Keefy himself who suggested the idea. The store was owned by three of my friends (a husband, wife and

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  • Winter is Coming

    Winter is Coming

    I recently had a thought and it arose with concern. I thought to myself, “What if I am most at home within my darkest hours?” and I felt afraid of it being true. I have found that it is often within these darkest hours that I feel closest to myself and closest to a divine

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  • In Search of Safety, Pt 2

    Between the ages of 9 and 18, I saw so many unusual things, interacted with people from almost every walk of life and coped with innumerable harrowing situations. Like the time my family was doing a Sunday morning outreach at the homeless shelter in downtown Savannah, right after we moved there… I was 13 years

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  • In Search of Safety, Pt 1

    [In writing this series, I quickly discovered that this issue is at the very heart of how and why I ended up in the positions, and the relationships, of my adulthood. In my attempt to unravel, understand and accept how all of it happened, Safety is a primary key.] In the Beginning… All I wanted

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  • Welcome to The Boat

    A glimpse into the early days and conditions of my evangelical indoctrination.

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  • Lessons

    For a long time I have ascribed to the belief that this life is about lessons. And indeed, the lessons are here if/when we choose to learn them. I decided 14 years ago that I wanted to approach and “tackle” those lessons consciously. Well…I kind of did. They just weren’t always what I thought at

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