A woman who was abused as a child explores how she subconsciously sought out sickness and injury so that she would be kept home safe with her mother — away from her abusive father and grandmother.
Awakening
A woman remembers how her mother rescued her from an abusive father and protected her from further abuse, yet she wonders why her mother shut the door on any kind of communication about ‘what happened’?
Coincidences
Thriving On the Other Side continues with therapy to gain insight into the childhood abuse she suffered and begins to ask why her mother turned away from the truth.
Why Didn’t My Mom Stand Up for Me?
A woman wonders how her mother — a loving, interested mom who wanted a child so much — could have missed the signs of abuse.
The Monsters Among Us
In a world so rich with enlightenment, science and wealth — how can people behave like monsters? And how do the rest of us put up with it?
The Other Side of Me: The Turtle
In my 30s, I had body position I called the Turtle. I would wake up in the morning with my shoulders pulled up around my ears and my head and neck sucked back into my spine. Just like a turtle going into its shell.
The Other Side of Me: The Tone
I found a deep heavy Tone inside me a few months into my work with Sue. The Tone is deep and scary. It’s the Tone of Jaws, the one they play right before horrible, unthinkable things happen. The Tone makes me want to curl up in a ball and hide.
The Other Side of Me: Make Lemonade
After thinking that I was going insane, the truth was somehow comforting. At least I knew I wasn’t the crazy Mad Woman. In a strange way, everything started to make sense.
The Other Side of Me: I’m Screaming Down Here
My memories of my father start before I was five, then disappear until I reach 14. Those were the years of the abuse and torture. After I turned 14, everything changed. I believe now that’s the time when my mother learned the truth…
The Other Side of Me: Rocky Road Isn’t Just Ice Cream
Yet somewhere deep inside, I knew I had a choice. I could step up and live, or I could curl up and die. The problem was — I didn’t like either choice.