“I felt like I watched my childhood come full circle. The shame of not being “strong enough” to stand up to my dad was put to rest as I stood there being my siblings’ support. I went through what I had to so that I could be there for my siblings when they needed me. I am stronger now, I have the strength they needed to be able to be brave themselves.”
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“I was told that I was responsible if a boy around me ‘stumbled’ and had an ‘impure thought.’ That’s a lot of pressure and shame to put on a child. Now, as an adult, I’m having to teach myself to celebrate my sexuality and not shame myself in it. It’s a slow learning process.”
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“February 6th three years ago marks the day I packed all of my meager belongings and left my family’s house. It was almost exactly two weeks after my dad had kicked me out. He had walked into my room, told me I wasn’t worth his time anymore…”
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“They also taught us that an illness was God teaching us something, and intervention was only acceptable under dire circumstances. Due to this mentality, we were blind to the mental sickness that was creeping slowly into each and every one of us, accepting it as ‘normal’ and ‘God’s will’.”
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“It’s been almost two full weeks since I last wrote. It’s been almost two weeks since hitting a really bad low. A low where cutting (I didn’t cut) was very appealing, a low where I actually couldn’t see up. I hit a low where I did the only thing I could think to do; called my therapist and said I need help now.”
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“Emotions were a failed sinful part of our human bodies and not to be trusted or allowed a voice. Those friends were the ones who made me feel ashamed of the glorious, beautiful, redeemed emotions that the Lord of the Universe has created within me. Hear me say this: I am gloriously emotional and I am a gift.”
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“I fought with my therapist, arguing that my coping mechanism didn’t hurt anyone else and didn’t cause permanent damage. Why was my choice irrational and unhealthy, but it’s fine for parents to crush their children’s souls? Plus, what the hell should I do instead?”
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“I wasn’t secure enough in my boundaries, so I was hyper-sensitive to any attempts to control or manipulate me, whether it was a friend or a family member. Even just their attempt to change my opinion by sharing a different perspective was threatening to me.”
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“It’s not an easy road, but it gets easier as you travel upon it. There is healing and happiness somewhere in the middle.”
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Homeschoolers Anonymous 