My brother’s first memory was the adventure of crawling underneath the fence in our backyard to play with the neighbor’s dogs. I envy him. My first memory was of getting raped. I remember laying on the kitchen table with my open diaper covered in blood — an image that constantly repeats itself in my head. [...]

I feel like most of my life has been an effort to wake up from a nightmare.  I had a desperate need to escape to the light of day, to free myself from the strange dreamworld of an alternate reality. I don’t remember thinking about sexual abuse until I was about fourteen or fifteen.  I [...]

No Excuse for Abuse – Part 1 In Honor of My Sister, Darlene Abuse has followed me around like the boogie man hidden in the shadows. My earliest and most overpowering experience with sexual abuse started when I saw my dad raping my sister. I was six and she was sixteen. The incident that led up [...]