From the very beginning I have said the work I am doing is justice ministry. My anger got me there.
Shame, not so much.
Read MoreIt’s been important for me to take time with the feedback from my recent blog “Mommy’s Boy.” Your messages arrived in my mailbox often and over several weeks following posting it.
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Read MoreAs time passed, I folded myself up and put “me” away piece by piece like the laundry. His cruelty only worsened. I developed nervous ticks, literally picking away at myself as if I could remove whatever was wrong with me. My body knew I wasn’t safe even when I didn’t understand why. I just kept trying—with less and less of me to get in his way.
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