November 6, 2011

A Tough Few Days

Posted in Child pornography, Comforts, depression, Dissociative Identity Disorder, evil, family, fear, hate, healing, health, human trafficking, kid parts, learning, Life, memories, music, peace, rage, sleep, Struggle, therapy at 3:05 pm by radicalhope

Lately, some of my kidparts have been coming to the present which is good because I have trying to make this happen, but at the same time I am in so much pain and have a lot of rage and anger, which cannot be helped because what happened to me was scary and horrible, but its hard.

I am depressed and I know it but I don’t know what to do about it.  Usually if I go for a walk or book search and listen to music I feel better, but it’s not working this time.  Last night I went and saw Sweet Honey in the Rock and they were wonderful.  I didn’t want to go because I was feeling so low.  Even after seeing those fabulous uplifting women perform I still felt down.  Today I am going to spend the day burning lavender incense in bed reading and sleeping.  If I don’t feel better tomorrow I’ll call my therapist.

 

August 4, 2011

Excellent Article By Kim Pearson of Blog Her On Child Prostitution.

Posted in change, family, hope, human trafficking at 4:40 pm by radicalhope

http://www.blogher.com/what-we-can-do-stop-child-prostitution-united-states?page=0,1

My biological mother prostituted my siblings and I and I always wondered why no one would help us and make it stop.  This article has some ideas on how to start better protecting children.

October 22, 2009

I am feeling very sad and angry today.

Posted in anger, human trafficking at 6:29 pm by radicalhope

 I just heard Midday with Dan Rodricks on WYPRhttp://www.wypr.org/midday.html  He had a show on human trafficking.  One of his guests told how in the nineties she had a case in which a six year old boy was sold to a pedophile by his father for beer and cigarettes.  I feel sick.  Where do people like the father and the pedophile come from?  I suppose that is like asking why there is evil.  How can anyone do such a thing?  I swear I don’t know.  When I hear about pathetic people like the father and the pedophile, I find it hard to express my feelings, but I am going to try.  I feel rage, nauseated, grief, dread, usually speechless, but not anymore, demoralized, miserable, achy, creepy, exhausted, wounded, furious, outraged,  despairing, hurt, downhearted, and empty.

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