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More than Nine Lives
In my life, I feel like I have lived more than the nine lives of a cat. When I was two years old, I almost died when I contracted scarlet fever, meningitis, and mumps in a two week span. My … Continue reading
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Tagged accidents, AIDS, alcohol, alcoholism, black ice, cat, childhood sex abuse, coronary, coronavirus, crises, death, drugs, fear, fight, gay, heart attack, heart history, high-risk category, illness, injury, ischemic cariomyopathy, Madison, meningitis, mortality, mumps, nine lives, office, opening night, scarlet fever, self-isolation, self-medicate, social distancing, soul, Spanish flu, stents, suicidal ideation, survival, survivor guilt, ventricular techycardia, workplace
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On the Child Victims Act
This morning, Wisconsin State Representatives Chris Taylor and Melissa Sargent and State Senator Lena Taylor introduced two bills at a press conference at the State Capitol. The first was the Child Victims Act, which eliminates the statute of limitations … Continue reading
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Tagged abuse, adult survivor, alcohol, bipartisan support, child sex abuse, child sexual assault, Child Victims Act, Chris Taylor, civil suits, clergy, compassion, drugs, emotions, exemptions, flashbacks, helping professions, innocence, Legislature, male survivors, mandatory reporters, Melissa Sargent, recovery, secret, State Capitol, State Senator Lena Taylor, statute of limitations, suicide, survivors, trust, victims, Wisconsin State Representatives
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#SurvivorLoveLetter
To the boy that is me, You and me, we are not so different, even with so many intervening years separating us. We are fighters, stubborn, curious, seekers of justice, too trusting sometimes, lovers of nature, smart, naïve, innocent. We … Continue reading
Heart Beat
It has now been ten years since I was put in the back of an ambulance and rushed to the University of Wisconsin Hospital with what proved to be a 100% blockage of my left coronary. It happened in … Continue reading
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Tagged ambulance, blockage, blood tests, blood vessels, body parts, Broom Street Theater, bypass surgery, cardiologist, Catholic, coronary, dieet, dizziness, doctor's orders, drug regimen, drugs, ear ache, echocardiogram, EKG, end-of-life, father, genes, guilt, hearing, heart, heart attack, heart medications, infections, irregular heartbeat, ischemic cardiomyopathy, life expectancy, life-threatening event, lifestyle change, liver, Mediterranean diet, nitroglycerin, opening night, pacemakers, patient, pharmaceutical companies, prescriptions, recovery, self-care, side effects, social worker, stents, stress test, symptoms, treatment, University of Wisconsin Hospital, Urgent Care, vision, weight
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Profiles in Cowardice
On Friday, the remaining holdouts on the Brett Kavanaugh confirmation announced their intentions in the vote that is scheduled for Saturday. For those who are survivors of sexual assault, the likely vote of 51 to 49 to confirm–unless something major … Continue reading
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Tagged abuse, agenda, Arkansas, attempted rape, body language, Brett Kavanaugh, Chuck Grassley, citizens, compassion, conscience, corroborate, corrupted, cowardice, Democrats, Donald Trump, Dr. Christine Blasey Ford, drinking, drugs, elderly, empathy, false memories, FBI, fear, harassment, healing, hearing, heart attack, House, investigation, Jeff Flake, Joe Manchin, John F. Kennedy, jurist, justice, lap dog, left-wingers, LGBT, lied under oath, Lindsey Graham, Mitch McConnell, molested, money, old queen, Orrin Hatch, partisan, people of color, political cover, politics, poor, power, Presidential ambitions, Profiles in Courage, rape, Republicans, right-wing conservative, Ron Johnson, self-blame, self-hatred, Senate, sexual assault, shame, Supreme Court, survivors, Susan Collins, Tom Cotton, Utah, violence, West Virginia, Wisconsin
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#WhyIDidntReport
Why I didn’t report? Blame. I did report. As a little boy I told my mother and her response was, “You shouldn’t let him do that to you.” She didn’t know any better and neither did I. So when it … Continue reading
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Tagged #WhyIDidntReport, alcohol, blame, burden, burden of proof, childhood sex abuse, corroboration, courage, drugs, fear, horror, justice system, love, memoires, naming, pain, physical evidence, reality, shame, statute of limitations, survivors, threatened, time, truth
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On Suicide
Trigger warning for suicide/suicidal ideation. When I was living in my dorm in college one of the men at the other end of the long hall on our floor killed himself. In retrospect it was not a sudden thing. … Continue reading
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Tagged abused, acquaintance, alcohol, alone, angels, best friend, child, choice, crisis line volunteer, depressed, depression, despair, drugs, emotions, family member, feeling, friend, gift, healing, hope, human being, human connection, Invisible Boy, light, love, minister, molested, pain, prostitution, protection, self-abuse, sex addiction, silence, suicidal ideation, suicide, survivor, teacher, touch, trust, turning point, whole person, worthless, wounded child
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Silver Sobriety
25 years. Today marks 25 years since my last drink. There was a time when 25 hours without a drink was pretty much impossible for me. Now it has been 25 years. On past anniversaries I have recounted the bad … Continue reading
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Tagged 25 years, alcohol, celebration, drink, drugs, job, life partner, love, silver anniversary, sobriety, writing
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Candlelight
When I arrived at the candlelight vigil for Trayvon Martin there was one other person there, a young African-American male who asked my name and then introduced himself as Ibraham, the Muslim variation of the Judeo-Christian prophet Abraham. Shortly two … Continue reading
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Tagged African-American, bigots, black, blood, Bo Morrison, candlelight vigil, Derek Williams, drugs, Emmeett Till, gang, hatred, Hmong, hope, Ibraham, incarceration, James Byrd, Jim Crow, Jr., Judeo-Christian, Latino, love, lynch, Martin Luther King, masters, Medgar Evers, minorities, Muslim, oppression, prejudice, prison, privilege, queer, racism, Trayvon Martin, Troy Davis, voting, whites
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Through the Darkness Lightly
After 24 years of sobriety my days of heavy drinking seem like a distant blur and somewhat unreal in certain ways. I spent about eleven years of my life in a pretty much constant drunken haze, self-medicating, hiding, creating masks. … Continue reading
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Tagged addictive personality, alcohol, alcoholism, child sex abuse, Child Victims Act, depression, drugs, drunk, empathy, faith, forgiveness, innocence, Jesus, lessons, male survivors, masks, molestation, paranoia, rape, self-medication, self-revelation, sexual abuse, sobriety, suicide, survival, thankfulness
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