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#WhyIDidntReport

Posted on September 26, 2018 by Callen Harty

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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On Suicide

Posted on June 9, 2018 by Callen Harty

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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The Gift

Posted on April 18, 2018 by Callen Harty

April 18, 1989. A gay bar in Denver, the Triangle. A can of beer in hand, cigarette in the other. I was there alone, so I wasn’t there to be with friends, I wasn’t there looking for someone for the … Continue reading →

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A Gift

Posted on March 15, 2015 by Callen Harty

Over the last several years I have spoken to a lot of groups about child sex abuse. Typically I relate my own survivor story and then open it up to questions and answers. I am not clinically trained or a … Continue reading →

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About Choices

Posted on October 27, 2014 by Callen Harty

Life is about choices. All of us have had bad things happen to us. Life is filled with tragedy, hurt, pain. Some of it may seem insurmountable and some of it passes faster than we might expect. Some of it stays with us … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged anger, beauty, choices, compassion, despair, evil, focus, good, growth, hope, hurt, life, love, pain, power, retribution, tragedy | 1 Comment

I Am Rising

Posted on January 18, 2014 by Callen Harty

I am rising because silence is not an option any more. I was silenced too long by threats, social pressures, and my own shame and fear. It took me years to realize that keeping the abuse a secret helped no … Continue reading →

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