Psychological Abuse is Harmful!

Children who are emotionally abused and neglected face similar and sometimes worse mental health problems as children who are physically or sexually abused, yet psychological abuse is rarely addressed in prevention programs or in treating victims, according to a new study published by the American Psychological Association.

—American Psychological Association, 2014

This quote from the American Psychological Association is front and centre in Chapter 1 of My Courage to Tell.

Why? Because we need to start talking about the long-lasting effects of this type of abuse. Below is the research I want to share: Continue reading “Psychological Abuse is Harmful!”

Kindness Does Matter

Random Acts of Kindness

How are we to be kind in a world that seems so unkind?

On one of the many visits to my lawyer, I brought in some forms that required a lawyer’s stamp and notarization. I needed to send the forms to New York to start the administration process with my aunt’s estate. I was quite distraught and upset about the whole situation.

My lawyer was unavailable, so I visited another lawyer in the office that I had never met before. The lawyer walked in the room. He asked me what I needed. I started to explain to him about the terrible situation and as I did, I started to cry. I could tell he had some empathy for my situation. He walked out of the room and came back with the stamp to notarize my forms. Continue reading “Kindness Does Matter”

I Cry — Every Day

Crying

I recently watched Real Time with Bill Maher and Bill’s last guest was the comedian, Louis Anderson. Bill said to Louis that he heard he cries every day. My ears perked up.

Louis told the story that his mother, who has now passed, protected all eleven children from their abusive alcoholic father, “… she stood between him and us, and she saved us, I mean she deflected, protected and then also fed us…” he said. The conversation leads to a joke about why Louis is so fat. “It’s the elephant in the room,” he said. I laughed so hard. Continue reading “I Cry — Every Day”

Helping Casey | Helping Others

In Grade 6 It Started

I’d had a little taste of “helping others” when I had helped a boy in class in Grade 6. He was writing holding his pen so hard his hand shook and the letters were completely jagged. I had done the same thing. My hand was so tense when writing; my middle finger got a bump on it. It’s still there today – I will never get selected for hand modelling.

I went over to Brian and held his hand and told him to relax. I guided his hand so he didn’t write with so much tension. His letters started to get smoother. I guided Brian, every day, to help him write better. Helping others gave me a good feeling and I started to learn it was a key to my healing and important in my life. Continue reading “Helping Casey | Helping Others”