The Bulletin Board

The subject of this writing will be trauma. Some of the greatest recipients of trauma are domestic and sexual abuse victims, war veterans, victims of natural disasters, and victims of starvation. We all go through shock shame, distrust mistrust, panic dread, as we struggled to keep a sane disposition, or not. In this writing I […]

Title: Fear I did not want to title this one fear because that sounds so bad. And fear is not a bad thing. In fact, it’s a propellor. Still, sometimes, it’s a negative thing. Fear makes you try things, it makes you overcome things, or it makes you not try anything at all. Case in

It was about this time that I called the police. There was a payphone across the street from the second apartment at 4131 West End. Clarence owned the store across the street, and it had a payphone in front of the store. I was 11 or 12 at this time and I wanted freedom, I

Contrary to Mama Well after the Spring of ’72, Somebody told me a story. This came from a household that was not big on Aesop’s Fables. When my mother was living, we lived at 1307 S. Tripp St. in Chicago Ill. Her story went, there was a candy house on Keeler St., the block behind

I recently read a statement/question. It was: Why does he get to be free while I suffer from the trauma he gave me. Part 1. The definitive in the statement is free. My answer is, “because you are in prison.” Namely, because you don’t discuss your perpetrator’s dirty little secret. And you don’t discuss it

Although I could still go outside, it now came with a 30-minute stipulation. Why? Because one of her children may have needed a bottle, diaper change, or something. 3 toddlers? You can bet that in about 30 minutes that one of them would need something. That 15yo that made the decision to run away from

I’m currently writing an article on confinement. As a sidebar, I’m going to talk about trust. Trust – firm belief in the reliability, truth, ability, or strength in someone or something. There is the trust of a child, a spouse or a client. And there are betrayals of trust, which leads to mistrust. Mistrust could

One day my little brother and I were singing a song called, once you fall in love (its heavy falling out). Somehow, it came about that he began to spell heavy, one of the words in the song. He spelled it H-E-V-Y. I was proud of that 4yo. The A hides, it is silent. He

All Alone As I remember, we received beds and things from the outreach department. In the beginning 3 twin beds were lined up in that 2nd bedroom. Me, my brother, and Somebody’s son all slept in that bedroom in the beginning. The back, or maid’s bedroom was their playroom. It was a place where they

I can remember the playgrounds at school. The place where we would congregate before school, at recess, and after school. A place to play different games could also become a place to put up your dukes. Whether one could fight well or no, the reaction to someone throwing a jab is to naturally put your