It was a film noir, bluesy midnight in November when it all began. As wet with possibilities as the rain-slick streets, traces of perfumes lingering, taxis heading to the hotspots that would combat the chill of solitude and looming winter, ghosts of the storied past lurking beneath the copper spires of that haunted hunting ground of mine, the fast, feminine 4/4 click-clack tattoo of my high-heeled boots on the pavement, in the town where I was born. Copenhagen.

I prowled for my…

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The events unfolding in the Jerry Sandusky child sexual abuse scandal have triggered the abuse I suffered as a child.  I initially wrote an article entitled "I am the face of child sexual abuse" and was subsequently interviewed on the Dr. Laura show.  (Link to…

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I wake up most days completely oblivious to my surroundings. I hear the alarm clock, the television or my Matthew stumbling around in the kitchen getting breakfast because he wakes up earlier than I do, but my mind is oblivious. Too many situations consuming the thoughts I should be having and pulling them under and replacing them with screams and cries wailing in the cerebral cortex, busting my ear drums and purging through the soul of me. It slowly diminishes the confidence that I once… Continue