I am full of ruins: my brain, my body, and my being, compartmentalized into a vast array of crumbling construction. I drag them around or...

By: Charlotte Lozano Blackmore I was born on April 26th into a very dysfunctional family. I was abused from the moment I took my first...

I am resistant to rooting. The yogis recommend it: to imagine that I am a tree and my roots extend from my spine deep into the ground to...

I have always been in love with my pops. He, the father of my father, towered at 6’4”, taller than he was wide- but barely, and white...

By: Kate Emily Brinly Recently a woman who I was quite fond of and dating, broke up with me. One of her main reasons was that I was...

By: Katie I am an incest abuse survivor. When I told my family about the abuse, they refused to hold my perpetrator accountable. I have...

There is No Statute of Limitations for Help By: Zachary Malinski, UC Davis School of Law Anne is a survivor of multiple childhood rapes...

Along with the desire to tell my story arises the inclination to submerge myself in eternal, sub-aqueous oblivion. Stinging eyes...

I was powerless: literally, without power. I moved to Seattle about 3 months ago with the expectation of a lovely fall, a wet but mild...

I arrived to my second ballet class at 26 years old in black leggings, a fitted top, and white ankle socks. I had wanted to dance for...

By: Liza Dean There is a hole in my heart that my mom filled and its always going to be there. I can never fill it. Ever. It will always...

By: Wanda Yvette I remember how excited I was to be meeting some new cousins that summer. A picture of a house full of little girls my...

A friend invited me to Point Reyes National Park to go see the lighthouse. We arose early, packed a picnic, drove for hours, walked up...

By: Danielle Dickchinski, L. Ac. Every October, I get a burst of excitement and a glimmer of hope!  Halloween and Christmas are my...

By Shirkydra Roberts My name is Shirkydra Roberts, I am 28 years old and I am a VICTOR of child molestation. I was first molested at the...

Recently one of my favorite friends bought me a birthday present. When she handed it to me, she excitedly proclaimed, “I’ve finally...

By: Survivor Warrior Let me begin by telling you a little bit about my story. Yes, story- I write that word and feel a strong wave of...

He’s still out there. My father: the man who raped me from two to my teens. He’s still out there leading a home, building a business, and...

The sand was warm against my toes and the water frigid. I stood there hesitantly with one foot in each element. The sand was stable,...

By: Danielle Dickshinski, L.Ac., RMT I remember as my 3-year-old is throwing their usual temper tantrum because their banana broke into...