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Dealing With Triggers of Abuse

Jan 23rd, 2012 | By | Category: All Posts, Christina's Blog

by Christina Enevoldsen I’ve loved horror films since I was a child. Even though I wasn’t allowed to see them, something about those stories resonated with me and I managed to watch them anyway. Through them, I was able to express what I couldn’t even acknowledge to myself, the terror of a childhood haunted by [...]



Standing Up For Myself: Reclaiming My Self-Worth

Jan 16th, 2012 | By | Category: All Posts, Guest Blog

by Penny Smith Sometimes in the healing process it feels like I’m not making much progress. Then something will happen that helps me see just how far I’ve come. That was the case recently during a run-in with some abusive people. They tried to dump a lot on me—criticisms and false accusations. In the past, [...]



Serving Others Was a Disservice To Me

Jan 2nd, 2012 | By | Category: All Posts, Christina's Blog

by Christina Enevoldsen Several years ago, I had a friend whose husband wasn’t treating her right and she wavered between leaving him and staying. Some days, she’d had enough and other days, she wanted to give him another chance. I knew better than to try to give any advice. My role as her friend was [...]



Understanding My Abusive Parents Didn’t Heal Me

Dec 26th, 2011 | By | Category: All Posts, Christina's Blog

by Christina Enevoldsen After I watched the movie, “The Joy Luck Club”, I felt hollow and sad. The feelings haunted me for days. In the story, four daughters struggle against their emotionally abusive mothers until they discover their mothers’ difficult and tragic pasts. Through understanding, the daughters begin to appreciate their mothers’ trials and their [...]



Is It Possible to Heal From Abuse Without Therapy?

Dec 16th, 2011 | By | Category: All Posts, Diablog--Multi-Person Blog

by Patty Hite, Jennifer Stuck & Christina Enevoldsen Patty: Thirty years ago, when I started to heal from sexual, physical, and verbal abuse, there were no support groups for survivors. No one talked openly about abuse, especially not about sexual abuse. I tried to talk to my friends. Although they felt compassion for me, they [...]



Domestic Violence: The Signs I Missed

Dec 11th, 2011 | By | Category: All Posts, Guest Blog

by Patty Hite The day we got married, Bill greeted me in our kitchen with a slap across the face that was so hard it knocked me to the floor. He grabbed my hair and dragged me into the bedroom where he raped me. Afterward, he told me that now I belonged to him and [...]



The Secret About My Abuse I Was Too Ashamed To Tell

Nov 27th, 2011 | By | Category: All Posts, Guest Blog

by Jennifer Stuck When I first started opening up about my childhood sexual abuse, I felt like I was carrying a deep dark secret that made me different from other survivors. It was the part of my story I always skipped over when talking about my abuse—something I could barely admit to myself, let alone [...]



Pain Surrounding the Holiday

Nov 23rd, 2011 | By | Category: All Posts, Christina's Blog

by Christina Enevoldsen In the past few years of healing from childhood sexual abuse and separating from my abusive parents, I’ve approached each holiday feeling a little anxious. Holidays used to be times for gathering with family and now they are reminders of the loss. Even though I’ve worked through most of my grief, I [...]



Child-on-Child Sexual Abuse: It’s No Game

Nov 13th, 2011 | By | Category: All Posts, Guest Blog

by Jennifer Stuck Still to this day, anytime I hear the phrases “playing doctor” or “show-and-tell,” I feel a shiver run down my spine. Only recently have I realized that this is because my mother used those phrases to make light of my abuse from an older neighbor boy. She would even speak to other [...]



Forgetting About Abuse: Who Does That Really Serve?

Oct 30th, 2011 | By | Category: All Posts, Christina's Blog

by Christina Enevoldsen “Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to fulfill it.” George Santayana Recently, I warned a close family friend that his children weren’t safe around my dad, who molested me for most of my childhood. The friend was silent for a moment. He’s known about my abuse for years; he doesn’t [...]