I Almost Married My Worst Abuser

I Almost Married My Worst Abuser

I almost married my worst abuser. I was young, I already believed I was damaged goods, and, typical of abusers, he confirmed this was the case, explicitly, over and over again. We were engaged, and I was happy to be chosen at all. Given how I already felt and what he...
When Talking Therapy Isn’t Enough

When Talking Therapy Isn’t Enough

Sure, the first time you share your traumas aloud with another person to witness you, is pretty significant. Some of the shame dies then, as you realise that what’s happened to you doesn’t make you disgusting or unlovable. That person witnessing you, if they’re good,...