I am a survivor of extremely severe ritualistic childhood abuse and sadistic systematic torture. This blog has helped me get my voice back and documents the journey I'm on to heal from the trauma and damage caused by that appalling abuse. Now is the time for me to tell of MY experience by speaking the truth about MY life. I will be silenced no more! On this blog I share MY life, MY healing journey; helpful quotes/stuff I come across and MY thoughts along the way. The more I speak out the more liberated I am from the shame and trauma of the abuse. My broken wings are gradually being repaired. Without God in my life I wouldn't still be here. But somehow, I keep on staying alive, surviving and rarely, occasionally, living a little!

Wednesday, 28 April 2010


I saw the following posted by a friend on facebook. It so impacted me so deeply that I had to share it here, and I am crying as I share it with you.

As children bring their broken toys, with tears for us to mend, I took my broken dreams to God because HE was my friend. But instead of leaving HIM in peace to work alone, I hung around and tried to help, with ways that were my own. At last I snatched them back and cried, "how can you be so slow?" "My child", HE said "what could I do? You never did let go"

How many times have I done that and how many times do I do that? One of these days I will FULLY trust HIM to put all the pieces back together in the way that HE and HE alone knows is the best way.

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