Posts Tagged ‘ acceptance ’

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, [...]



My Healing Journey: Stumbling and Getting Back Up

Jun 12th, 2011 | By | Category: All Posts, Christina's Blog

by Christina Enevoldsen As the co-founder of an organization that deals with healing from abuse, I’m supposed to be very enthusiastic about healing. I’m the one who yells “Hooray!” for those small victories and I spur on the weary survivor. Most of the time, I love that. I do it whole-heartedly. But what happens when [...]



Stand-In or Star: Taking Center Stage in Your Healing

Mar 17th, 2011 | By | Category: All Posts, Articles, Guest Blog

by Bethany A friend of mine used to be a stand-in on a network show. While the actors were in their trailers, he stood in front of the camera. He was examined from every angle while the crew perfected the lighting and worked out the camera positions before filming. But when the time came for [...]



I’m Re-gifting Christmas

Dec 24th, 2010 | By | Category: All Posts, Christina's Blog

by Christina Enevoldsen When I was thirteen, I wanted four children. The entire reason I wanted a family of that size was Christmas. I imagined that the perfect Christmas mandated a house full of family. My children would be dressed in matching outfits and my oldest child would play the piano as we gathered around [...]



Paper Is My Safest Friend

Oct 14th, 2010 | By | Category: All Posts, Guest Blog

by Jennifer Stuck I have come to believe that secrets are the enemy. They are the parasites that eat away at the human soul. We are meant to be social creatures, to share and express our complex emotions. Yet generation after generation of conditioning has taught us to repress our thoughts and feelings—to monitor every [...]



Why Do I Need to Tell?

Sep 21st, 2010 | By | Category: All Posts, Diablog--Multi-Person Blog

by Christina Enevoldsen, Bethany, Patty Hite & Jennifer Stuck Christina: When I talk about my childhood sexual abuse, I see it as an opportunity to validate my inner child. As I reveal the horror of what happened to her, I’m inviting her out of the shadows of fear and shame.  She’s accustomed to other’s dismissive [...]



Cracking Up Keeps Me From Falling Apart: How Laughter is Part of My Healing

Sep 20th, 2010 | By | Category: All Posts, Guest Blog

by Nikki Stone “I use to think that keeping up with my appearances mattered.  However, I have seen what age does to the body and quiet frankly I can’t run fast enough to keep up with such appearances.  So I have settled to frighten myself every morning when I get up to look in the [...]



How Do I Disclose My Abuse?

Aug 19th, 2010 | By | Category: All Posts, Articles

by Christina Enevoldsen I talk about my childhood sexual abuse very publicly now, but I didn’t start there. The first time I ever told anyone I’d been abused it didn’t go very well. For years, I’d repressed most of my childhood memories when suddenly, in my early twenties, I knew I’d been abused. The knowledge [...]



Finding My Lost Childhood After Sexual Abuse

Aug 15th, 2010 | By | Category: All Posts, Christina's Blog

by Christina Enevoldsen I could never take a vacation for more than four days. I didn’t understand how people could be happy just “wasting time” or how they could prefer fun and games over tangible results. Hard work was my fun. It was frustrating when my son and daughter were young and I tried to [...]



The Dangers of Gratitude and a Positive Attitude

Aug 8th, 2010 | By | Category: All Posts, Christina's Blog

by Christina Enevoldsen When I was a child, I was very well-behaved. I listened to my teachers and earned good grades. I got along well with other kids and followed all the rules. I obeyed my parents and did helpful things around the house. I never got in trouble except for one thing: My parents [...]