Red Flags
I see them. I saw them even as a child, but I don’t have to not see them anymore. That was then, that was the times – that’s what everyone did. Then. But I am now, in a future you could not/would not go to. As I step through yet another portal in my mind, again a...
Post- Traumatic HeartSpace
Simple human mistake. Traffic ticket in the mail. Or I buy the wrong item at a hardware store. Or I’m reminded of a painful memory. Or a coworker cusses someone out. Or there’s no discernable trigger at all. Suddenly, daddy-Monster explodes – in my face – once again...
Déchiffrer les palimpsestes familiaux
Autrefois, il fut un temps où les livres étaient écrits sur des parchemins, matériau parfois cher et rare. Face à cette rareté, il arrivait que les copistes effacent le premier texte pour récupérer le parchemin et écrire un nouveau texte par-dessus. De nos jours, des...
Overture
I think you meant it, but I couldn’t trust you enough to believe you. For sure you were seeking some sort of closeness, but it was too late. There were too many years of silence, unspoken sentences and rejection. Too many looks of disgust that just brought home that...
A New Life in ACA
Cast out of the shadows Facing my pastA process of healing Hoping the changes will last.Coming out of denial,Recognizing the chaos that was therePowerless over the traitsFeelings I no longer could bear.Stuck in the old patternsThe inner drug store’s appealI...
Materializing Boundaries
Until I stepped out of denial about abuses, I ignored absolutely what was a boundary, and of what utility it could be… and that I had the right to establish and enforce mine! I am still learning! And it is clearer and clearer when there is a material support...
On and On
ACA members would belong to On-and-On Anonymous were such a fellowship to exist. From my dear friend David! Miriam C
Fighting Back
Yes, I know it is 40 years later, but a task came along that made me think of you. I guess your deliberate and calculated cruelty did lead me back to treatment and, thanks to a gifted therapist, I became aware of my illness (courtesy of my childhood) and I was most...
Objects That Have Comforted Me Over The Years
Hmm. Comfort. What is comfort? Connection, care, contact, and concern.I needed it in people, not objects. Consistency. Comfort? I had a threadbare stuffed cat I loved and used for a pillow.It gave me comfort when I was little.On a day when dad was doing a dump run, he...
Emotional Sobriety
What does it mean to me?Not getting on the fast train to nowhere.Choosing to get on the slow train - the recovery train!Having more intuition and discernment on board to know when I’m in a triggering situation.Having my loving parent on-board to guide me through the...