Although I didn’t know it as a child I found an alternative family to the one I was born into. That one, my birth family provided me with nothing a family are supposed to. Love, care, boundaries, guidance and safety. I was alone apart from my little brother and my Continue Reading
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Other worlds, the love stories of my children
Other Worlds, the love stories of my children
Other Worlds is a collection shared from the memories of the child parts I became within myself, having to grow up in an abusive family. They were involved in an organised group of abusers, a cult made up of powerful people whose wealth and position protected them from any consequences. Continue Reading
Sexual Abuse and Sexual Violence Awareness Week 6th-12th February 2023
What would my life have been like if I had not been sexually abused as a child ? I have asked myself this a lot lately. I do not have words for an answer. I only have emotion. Deep, aching emotion in my solar plexus. A grief so true I Continue Reading
imagination is freedom
No one can take my imagination. No one can take the child inside, the me inside that is different to you. No matter what you do to me, it’s in these places which belong to me, that I am always free. A wild wind blew across the field, shaking the Continue Reading
choosing life
For years I self medicated my PTSD with alcohol and drugs. It wasn’t a choice I made, addiction was vital to get me through the day. Chemicals worked so well at helping me forget the truth, too painful to bear. Addiction was what I had to do to live before Continue Reading
the unheard voice
The small voice inside her grew louder. Because the woman could not hear it yet, it spoke through her body as illness. This illness tied her tummy in knots. Knots made up of the longing and frustration to be heard. The woman felt the voice every day. It was the Continue Reading
the gift of a dream
The girl dreamt of the moon last night. Its huge, glittering beauty beaming golden light down on her small face, her eyes looking up in loving amazement at its splendour, its size in the night. The moon filled the sky, it was a Super Moon, a gift to all the Continue Reading
Why do you fight ?
I fight to stay alive. I fight for the beautiful moment called life. I fight when I do not even know I am fighting, it is such a part of me.I fight to be me, to be free, to be still, real, honest. As a child it is all I Continue Reading
Resilience
Part of the definition of resilience in the dictionary is ‘to be able to spring back into shape after being stretched or compressed’, from the Latin, to leap back. Well I’m trying my best to leap back but I keep falling off my perch, ending up again on the bottom Continue Reading