Throughout my healing journey, I have learned that even in the darkest moments, a small glimmer of hope can break through—especially when fear and memories of abuse feel overwhelming.
There were times when fear clouded my judgment and shaped my decisions. The weight of past trauma left me feeling lost, consumed by sadness, guilt, and shame. I often withdrew from others, hiding from those who caused harm and isolating myself as a way to cope. The emotional pain felt endless, like a constant punishment I could not escape.
Although stepping out of the darkness and facing adversity felt daunting, it was possible. Along the healing journey, you meet people who offer support, guidance, and wisdom, illuminating a path toward healing and freedom.
Why doesn’t my mom love me? Growing up with my mother was a constant battle. For many years, I thought, “My mom doesn’t love me.”
Her behavior towards my siblings and me was utterly repulsive. My mom chose to favor her sexually abusive husband, who was a pedophile, over her children.
At the age of fourteen, my father took off into the woods and tried to commit suicide. Perhaps he was ashamed of his actions or feared what would happen in prison.
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Do you want to learn how to stop focusing on negative things? Read my personal story to learn how to change a negative mindset.
Working in Home Health Care for older adults, I observe clients watching the news for a few hours or more daily. While working, I listen to news broadcasts for a few hours or more every day.
I arrive home from work almost every day and tell my youngest the same thing; “I heard a terrible story on the news today.” Next, I continue to share the awful things that happened. The other day, she stopped me.
Mom, “You always do that!”
“Always do what?”
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I’m tired of being the strong one in our dysfunctional family. Growing up, my younger siblings counted on me to be strong. To have the grit and strength to help them through abusive and life-altering situations.
Over the years, the strength to persevere became unshakable due to domestic violence and other life-altering events. I’ve never questioned being the strong one in the family.
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