Shattering the Silence

As kids many of us had no boundaries. We were there for others to take advantage of. We didn’t know to refuse. Our lack of boundaries often ...

On a hand-painted sign I saw those words in a friend’s den. “I think I understand the words,” I said, “but is there a story here?” “Yes!” Al...

My wife was also a survivor—a survivor of my abusive childhood. She suffered because she loved me and stayed with me while I worked through...

I’ve heard that statement in two different ways. The first came from someone with whom I shared my pain. “You’re pretty well put together.” ...

That statement, “It could have been worse,” angered me. I heard it only once from a relative. Even though she probably didn’t mean it that w...

About a year after Shirley and I married, I was passed over for a job and I knew I was better qualified than the person they hired. A day af...

I’ve heard men say, “God didn’t care.” They usually go on to insist that a loving God would have protected them. “I was an altar boy and lov...