What’s your image of a child who’s living with sexual abuse? When you can’t run and you can’t flee, you freeze. It’s what all mammals do. Would you have recognized my frozen state?
My parents thought I was a very calm child.
“Mary Kay’s not afraid of anything,” they would boast. Read more
As we get close to the launch of my book Confessions of a Trauma Therapist, I can hardly believe what an interesting and stimulating evening it’s going to be. The universe is certainly cooperating! Imagine having Judy Steed as MC (Judy Steed published Our Little Secret about sexual abuse in Canada), Michele Landsberg telling us some of her journey as a journalist and Sylvia Fraser speaking about her history as one of the first to write about her own incest. Read more
It’s three days until my book launch for Confessions of a Trauma Therapist: A Memoir of Healing and Transformation.
Talk about telling the world! In it, I tell everything about how I recovered my lost childhood memories of incest.
Let me tell you, it’s much easier to tell the world than to tell one’s own family. Read more
The book launch for my memoir Confessions of a Trauma Therapist is coming soon. It’s strange that I don’t feel anxious. I’m excited and happy, but not nervous. In fact, as I told a friend it’s like the wonderful feeling of falling in love and having a baby all at the same time. It’s as if I’m riding a huge cosmic wave. I’m just the conduit, or something. I’m fortunate enough to be bringing to all those who want to hear about child abuse my knowledge and experience. I know I have an abundance of information about healing and transforming the invisible wounds of childhood trauma into strength and positive energy. Read more
Victims of child sexual abuse often survive through daydreaming and dissociating. The second chapter of Confessions of a Trauma Therapist is titled “My Life Goes On Without Me.”
It starts like this:
“I daydreamed my way through grade two, the year my father came home from war for good. Most of the time I imagined being the queen of the fairies. The plots varied, but had one prevailing theme. I was the beautiful, dearly loved queen who had the power to find answers to everyone’s pain. (Does that sound like the origins of a psychotherapist?) Read more