My trauma made me believe I was a useless, good for nothing, boring person who had to bribe people to stay in my life. I wanted balance so bad, but my trauma told me I didn’t deserve it.
Some days I am just so angry. No, angry is not a strong enough word to describe how I feel - I am furious that I have to continually deal with and work through the fallout of my sexual assault.
It's absurd how we raise our boys, and for a long time I couldn't open my heart to their pain because I was too worried about healing women. But I see the truth now, that men are hurting just as women are, but from different pain
"My unique practice allows sexual trauma survivors to receive the healing they desperately need in a way that works for them"
"Revenge is no longer on my mind. Now, revolt is on my mind."