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This is a space where survivors of trauma and abuse share their stories alongside supportive allies. These stories remind us that hope exists even in dark times. You are never alone in your experience. Healing is possible for everyone.
I thought he was my freind until I told him about my sa and he made”jokes about it” eventually put his hands on me and drug me out my dorm room
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Hope comes from late Old English hopa "confidence in the future,". I would reframe that to having confidence in yourself. HOPE can be dangerous and you can hope for change, hope for better but YOU ARE ENOUGH as you are and if you are hoping for better then believe you can do it. Be kind to yourself and put one foot in-front of the other.
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Instead of relying on others, focus on your own abilities, hopes, and dreams. Every day, strive to become a better version of yourself and work towards achieving your goals. With dedication and effort, you can become the person you aspire to be.
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As I was saying I am happy where I am now I don't know where my abuser is Initial as I called him The abuse was horrible I really didn't know where to turn who I could tell bc if I call the pd he threatened to hit himself to make it look like I was the abuser That meant if he went to jail so did I I was afraid of his friends especially the female friends they hated me I didn't drink or do drugs so I was boring I was even more afraid of his brothers they were more aggressive than Initial was ...my kids (not his ) hated him the feeling was mutual...I just hated his guts I was trapped in a relationship I didn't want to be in He stole from me and when I went on unemployment he took that too I was his slave at everything when I didn't want to be intimate he'd accuse me of cheating I went to women's shelter and he found me I was followed by the time I was ready to leave I found myself wanting him to just end my life he threatened to every day and I would challenge him but he didn't do it bc he was a pussy
Dear reader, this story contains language of self-harm that some may find triggering or discomforting.
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Healing is using my position to share my story with current college students, using my position to listen to college students, and using my position to educate college students.
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what happened to you doesn’t define you, you have bigger and greater things in store for you. You have and always with be worth love, worth life, and so much more
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Self compassion and self love are crucial. Not pushing myself . Doing what I to do - not what I think I should do. I am privileged to be able to access excellent therapeutic support which has been life changing.
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“Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us.” Samuel Smiles Is something Im trying to remember. Also knowing you are not alone, someone out there will listen to you and will believe you. Hope is seeing the work people do for the people that have been through darkest and toughest time.
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Hope is just around the corner. My dad always tells me, “Don’t stop trying, you might be just about to reach your goal.” Life is a roller coaster right? Always remember that when there is bad, there will be good again.
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Healing I'm doing everyday. It's ok to be sad but don't stay sad. I'm a good lady. I try to continue to strive to heal knowing I won't be totally til the Lord brings me home. I'm good now.
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Healing is when you can get through the thought or pain and doesn’t hurt like it did as much as before
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It means learning to live, for myself, the 1st time. It means placing 1 foot in front of the other , while leaning on my faith to help me through.
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When I was 11 yrs old i was raped by three boys. We had just moved to the place i live now. I never told anyone until i was in high school. I lived with guilt and self harm for yrs over the incident until in therapy i learned that it wasnotmy fault and those boys had no right to do that. I try and help people by sharing my story. We should speak out about it
Dear reader, this story contains language of self-harm that some may find triggering or discomforting.
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Healing was finding my voice. I also forgave my abuser for myself so I could let go of the anger. I would one day love to help others in the same situation.
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Not keeping quiet about the abuse I endured helps me heal. It's comforting to me to remember the idiom, "If people want you to write better about them, they should have behaved better". The people abused me deserve to hear every scathing word from me about what they did to me.
Report
This is a space where survivors of trauma and abuse share their stories alongside supportive allies. These stories remind us that hope exists even in dark times. You are never alone in your experience. Healing is possible for everyone.
Healing is using my position to share my story with current college students, using my position to listen to college students, and using my position to educate college students.
Report
what happened to you doesn’t define you, you have bigger and greater things in store for you. You have and always with be worth love, worth life, and so much more
Report
Hope is just around the corner. My dad always tells me, “Don’t stop trying, you might be just about to reach your goal.” Life is a roller coaster right? Always remember that when there is bad, there will be good again.
Report
Healing I'm doing everyday. It's ok to be sad but don't stay sad. I'm a good lady. I try to continue to strive to heal knowing I won't be totally til the Lord brings me home. I'm good now.
Report
It means learning to live, for myself, the 1st time. It means placing 1 foot in front of the other , while leaning on my faith to help me through.
Report
When I was 11 yrs old i was raped by three boys. We had just moved to the place i live now. I never told anyone until i was in high school. I lived with guilt and self harm for yrs over the incident until in therapy i learned that it wasnotmy fault and those boys had no right to do that. I try and help people by sharing my story. We should speak out about it
Dear reader, this story contains language of self-harm that some may find triggering or discomforting.
Report
Not keeping quiet about the abuse I endured helps me heal. It's comforting to me to remember the idiom, "If people want you to write better about them, they should have behaved better". The people abused me deserve to hear every scathing word from me about what they did to me.
Report
Instead of relying on others, focus on your own abilities, hopes, and dreams. Every day, strive to become a better version of yourself and work towards achieving your goals. With dedication and effort, you can become the person you aspire to be.
Report
Healing is when you can get through the thought or pain and doesn’t hurt like it did as much as before
Report
I thought he was my freind until I told him about my sa and he made”jokes about it” eventually put his hands on me and drug me out my dorm room
Report
Hope comes from late Old English hopa "confidence in the future,". I would reframe that to having confidence in yourself. HOPE can be dangerous and you can hope for change, hope for better but YOU ARE ENOUGH as you are and if you are hoping for better then believe you can do it. Be kind to yourself and put one foot in-front of the other.
Report
As I was saying I am happy where I am now I don't know where my abuser is Initial as I called him The abuse was horrible I really didn't know where to turn who I could tell bc if I call the pd he threatened to hit himself to make it look like I was the abuser That meant if he went to jail so did I I was afraid of his friends especially the female friends they hated me I didn't drink or do drugs so I was boring I was even more afraid of his brothers they were more aggressive than Initial was ...my kids (not his ) hated him the feeling was mutual...I just hated his guts I was trapped in a relationship I didn't want to be in He stole from me and when I went on unemployment he took that too I was his slave at everything when I didn't want to be intimate he'd accuse me of cheating I went to women's shelter and he found me I was followed by the time I was ready to leave I found myself wanting him to just end my life he threatened to every day and I would challenge him but he didn't do it bc he was a pussy
Dear reader, this story contains language of self-harm that some may find triggering or discomforting.
Report
Self compassion and self love are crucial. Not pushing myself . Doing what I to do - not what I think I should do. I am privileged to be able to access excellent therapeutic support which has been life changing.
Report
“Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us.” Samuel Smiles Is something Im trying to remember. Also knowing you are not alone, someone out there will listen to you and will believe you. Hope is seeing the work people do for the people that have been through darkest and toughest time.
Report
Healing was finding my voice. I also forgave my abuser for myself so I could let go of the anger. I would one day love to help others in the same situation.
Report
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Grounding activity
Find a comfortable place to sit. Gently close your eyes and take a couple of deep breaths - in through your nose (count to 3), out through your mouth (count of 3). Now open your eyes and look around you. Name the following out loud:
5 – things you can see (you can look within the room and out of the window)
4 – things you can feel (what is in front of you that you can touch?)
3 – things you can hear
2 – things you can smell
1 – thing you like about yourself.
Take a deep breath to end.
From where you are sitting, look around for things that have a texture or are nice or interesting to look at.
Hold an object in your hand and bring your full focus to it. Look at where shadows fall on parts of it or maybe where there are shapes that form within the object. Feel how heavy or light it is in your hand and what the surface texture feels like under your fingers (This can also be done with a pet if you have one).
Take a deep breath to end.
Ask yourself the following questions and answer them out loud:
1. Where am I?
2. What day of the week is today?
3. What is today’s date?
4. What is the current month?
5. What is the current year?
6. How old am I?
7. What season is it?
Take a deep breath to end.
Put your right hand palm down on your left shoulder. Put your left hand palm down on your right shoulder. Choose a sentence that will strengthen you. For example: “I am powerful.” Say the sentence out loud first and pat your right hand on your left shoulder, then your left hand on your right shoulder.
Alternate the patting. Do ten pats altogether, five on each side, each time repeating your sentences aloud.
Take a deep breath to end.
Cross your arms in front of you and draw them towards your chest. With your right hand, hold your left upper arm. With your left hand, hold your right upper arm. Squeeze gently, and pull your arms inwards. Hold the squeeze for a little while, finding the right amount of squeeze for you in this moment. Hold the tension and release. Then squeeze for a little while again and release. Stay like that for a moment.
Take a deep breath to end.