I Cut

October 15

Why are some things cloaked in shame? Why is it that we have to hide our scars? Shame serves to isolate, to keep things in the dark. Those things that people would rather not think about or talk about. Things that don’t make for polite dinner conversation. That is why people like Mari are so […]

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The Last Time I Cut

October 12

For some, the only relief is cutting. We have no hard numbers or statistics. Only estimates. Cutting is the kind of thing that is done in private. It’s a closely guarded secret, so numbers are hard to come by. And speaking out about it is an act of bravery. Each time someone talks about their […]

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You Told Me Not to Tell

May 23

In the wake of a news week where we hear yet another story of abuse and violence in the form of molestation against young girls, words were written that stopped a whole lot of people in their tracks. A friend and fellow blogger wrote a post that brought people to their feet, asking us to shout with our […]

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The Picture is Only Perfect in Her Head

May 14

I could tell you today’s post was written by a woman named Sharon. Or I could tell you her name is Veronica. It doesn’t matter because her identity is an alias so she can write free and not suffer what would no doubt be undesirable consequences. You will read her story and know she’s a […]

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Plotting the Perfect Murder

January 29

There are times when words aren’t enough to describe the way someone else’s words have made you feel. Times when you fall head-over-heels in WriterLove for their expressions, their cleverness, their capability, and the wonder of what they create. And when that person turns their words to recount some of the most horrific events of […]

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