by Mary DeMuth | Jun 9, 2020 | Childhood Sexual Abuse, Trauma
My new friend Linda who is in one of my writer masterminds writes so poignantly about her past abuse. With her permission, I’m posting these pieces to inspire you to give voice to your past. For whatever reason, I, too, do better writing in stanzas than...
by Mary DeMuth | May 26, 2020 | Childhood Sexual Abuse
Sabrina gave me permission to share her work. I pray her words bring you healing. Innocence Lost Where did that innocent little girl go? The one with the pigtails, Playing jump rope. Do you see her smile? Her carefree laughter, Her hair swaying In the breeze. ...
by Mary DeMuth | Apr 7, 2020 | Childhood Sexual Abuse, Trauma
I’ve received permission to share this email and my response. I’ve changed his name to protect his identity. I would be dishonest if I wrote that it has been easy on our marriage, my past sexual abuse. We walked into marriage with full disclosure, but we...
by Mary DeMuth | Oct 3, 2019 | Childhood Sexual Abuse, Church Too, Prayer, Trauma
I’m praying this prayer today at the ERLC Caring Now Conference. I pray it blesses you. Jesus, We come before You, a brokenhearted people. We cry out for healing, for salving of a wound that is too pervasive for us to heal on our own. With tears, we ask why you...
by Mary DeMuth | Aug 27, 2019 | Childhood Sexual Abuse, Essays, stories, Trauma
I used to have an aloof cat that I practically chased, trying to show her affection. She, indifferent, would sprint the other way when I entered a room. It’s strange that I long to be affectionate with an aloof cat, and yet when it comes to those I love the most, I...
by Mary DeMuth | Aug 19, 2019 | Childhood Sexual Abuse, Essays, stories, Trauma
That’s me in the picture. I’m probably in the fourth grade, a year before my father passed away. I first laid eyes on this photo last month. It was in a pile of pictures my father took of me, and when I leafed through the black and whites and my eyes...
