The true story of my survival through a childhood filled with horrific abuse of all types.
"To heal fully, you need to write it all down. All of it. Get it out of you. You will have to care for and nurture that lost little girl. You know how to do it now. Go ahead. Write it down...." These were the words Dr. Carolyn McQueen spoke to me on our last meeting eleven years ago. I had finally snapped, broken, completely fallen apart. Dr. McQueen, and her team of dedicated mental health experts, not only picked up the wreckage of a human being; they painstakingly put it back together.
For a long time I could not bring myself to do more than scribble a few notes; it was too hard to recall my past. Actively allowing myself to remember and re-live the horror seemed destructive; I feared falling apart again. I put the task at the back of my mind and tried to concentrate on being a proper human being for the first time. Progress was slow. One day, I sat at the computer, staring at the blank screen; I began to write. Writing DOES heal, take it from me.