I chose to write this blog using a pseudonym in order to give myself a little more anonymity. I’m not ready to share my real identity with my story. I do, however, need a place where I can vent, tell my story (even though I’m cautious about doing so), and speak out about mental health issues and mental illness. It’s scary enough sharing the details of one’s life with another person. Sharing these vulnerable aspects of myself with the entirety of the internet feels even more daunting a task. Given the current stigma associated with mental illness and the rape culture that persists in our society, I feel that it is necessary and very much-needed for those of us with these experiences to speak out about them. More understanding is required before we can take the steps to fix a broken mental health system.
I need to speak out. Over the years, I have isolated myself to the point of becoming a recluse. Other than my boyfriend, counselor, and case manager, it’s very rare that I interact with other people in real life. I’m finding that the longer I struggle with these issues in my life alone, the harder it is to heal from them. I can’t continue fighting this in silence. I have to find my voice again for my own sanity. I’m not looking for sympathy here. My life is the product of a great many mistakes on my part. There’s no denying that. My hope is that by sharing my story, I can finally release it, let it go. I’ll continue updating this “About Me” section as my blog grows, but My Story provides a more in-depth look at my life. All parts of My Story, a total of 13 posts, are also linked below.
I am placing a ***Trigger Warning*** on my entire blog because I will be discussing a great many details of my life that could possibly be triggering for some readers. Please, exercise caution while reading if you experience issues with PTSD, particularly PTSD that results from rape, suicide attempts, or self-harm. I know from personal experience that reading others’ accounts of traumatic events can be very triggering, so be sure to practice self-care and compassion for yourself if reading becomes overwhelming.
- My Story – Part 1 (Childhood Background)
- My Story – Part 2 (Off to College & Getting Married Too Young)
- My Story – Part 3 (The First Half of My Year of Hell)
- My Story – Part 4 (The Second Half of My Year of Hell)
- My Story – Part 5 (The Aftermath)
- My Story – Part 6 (Trying to Survive)
- My Story – Part 7 (Chaos Relived)
- My Story – Part 8 (The Relationship with My Son)
- My Story – Part 9 (Relationships with Family)
- My Story – Part 10 (My Relationship with KR)
- My Story – Part 11
- My Story – Part 12
- My Story – Part 13 (Chaos Reviewed)
General stuff – I live in a quiet community in Tennessee, USA. I enjoy all things creative, i.e. photography, drawing, painting, playing piano. Music and art bring me great comfort. I also love to be out in nature and hiking.
Comments are welcomed. I ask only that you, please, be civil and respectful. If you’re shy about commenting publicly, feel free to email me at: firstname.lastname@example.org.
Thank you for stopping by. You may call me, Trixie.