These are the kinds of things I hear every single time I write about the effects of child abuse. There are people who have let me know that they don’t believe child abuse should affect a person’s mind, spirit, especially once the child reaches their teens or adulthood. It’s just no big deal , according [...]
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Complain about the present and blame it on the past. I’d like to find your inner child and kick its little ass. Get over it . . . The Eagles, “Get Over It” Child abuse survivors are everywhere. They are teachers, drug addicts, heads of corporations, blue-collar workers, and artists. They can be shy, boisterous, [...]
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I got the news that he died in an Oregon hospital yesterday after a short struggle with cancer and COPD. According to my daughter, the nurses enjoyed him while he was lucid. He flirted, in his own awkward way. He was 83. My daughter cried on the phone. She felt guilty for not being there [...]
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After Michael Jackson died, all the usual suspects came out of the woodwork to inflame, speculate, accuse, defend, and memorialize. Media vultures like Jesse Jackson, Al Sharpton, and Gloria Allred took their well-worn places, along with ex-attorneys, autopsy specialists, and professional pundits. Hundreds of thousands of Jackson’s fans filled the internet with glowing praise and [...]
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A great deal of media attention has been paid to Nadya Suleman, the recent mother of octuplets by IVF. The general consensus is that there’s something wrong with an unemployed mother of six choosing to have eight more children. News pundits, psychologists, and the public have speculated about Suleman’s mental health, her motives, and her [...]
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This is one of the men who raped me when I was a teenager. He was 19 then, he’s 51 now, and he is still a rapist. I look at him and see a life gone wrong, but I feel no pity. I imagine that at one time he was a little boy who liked [...]
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