Showing posts with label abuse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label abuse. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

love is LOUDER

After reading this article on the fantastic blog Single Dad Laughing, I went to visit the Love is Louder website. Check out their video here:


And I was so inspired by all the amazing artwork on their site, I just had to make this:


If you know someone who is struggling right now, send them a little love note today. I know that I am only alive today because of love. I have had so many people help me over the years, but one moment in time really stands out. When I was in college, I started having panic attacks every time a visit from my parents was coming up. It was the beginning of me understanding just how abusive my home life had been. One of my classmates took me to the school counselor, and waited with me until I could get in to see someone. That act probably saved my life, so wherever you are Jessica, thank you.

If you see someone suffering, let them know they are not alone. You never know, you might just save a life.


Thursday, May 26, 2011

Then and Now: Victim to Survivor

Bonita Rose posted a brave and beautiful piece of work today on the topic of abuse.

In solidarity with her, and all the other men, women and children who have experienced emotional, physical, or sexual abuse in their homes, I wanted to post this dyptych that I created a few months ago. It is called Then and Now.




Wherever you are in your life, whether you are 12 or 42, know that no one, NO ONE has the right to make you feel unsafe, unlovable, or unworthy. You can choose to find good people who will treat you with respect and loving kindness. You can choose not to be a victim any longer, but to be a survivor. You can build the life that you should have been given. It will not be easy, and it will not be quick, but it is possible, and you DO deserve love, happiness, and above all, safety.

Your home should be a haven, not a hell. Your family should love and support you, not tear you down. And if they are not capable of that basic level of respect, then it is their problem, not yours.

This may be the life you were born into, but it does not have to be your life for always.

Peace and love,