Category Archives: abuse

#MEAwareness: Let’s talk about funding

A global day of action for ME patients to share their stories. More on their site.

dSavannah note: If you follow me at all on social media, you’ll see that I am frantically tweeting and posting a BUNCH of articles & whatnot this week for #MEAwareness Month, and for the #MillionsMissing events that will be held on this Saturday, May 12. Because, as I said in my last blog post (and my first post in two months), it’s important. Not just for me, but for everyone else who suffers from this horrible disease. (Please also note, I have done a bunch of advocacy already today, and I am very very tired. My eyes are burning. My back and wrists and neck and arms are throbbing, and the rest of me is not in much better shape, pain-wise. My brain is sputtering … Continue reading

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Me too

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dSavannah note: Trigger Warning: sexual harassment, assault, abuse. These words are in response to the stories that broke very recently regarding a studio head and numerous women who claim he sexually harassed and/or abused them. I will not speak his name. But I honor all of the women for coming forward and speaking out. I’m almost afraid of posting this, but with #MeToo trending right now, I am setting aside my innate fear, and publishing what I felt compelled to write last night (in the middle of the night. Instead of sleeping. The voices in my head wouldn’t shut up until I did). I am adding my voice to the cacophony, in the hopes things might change. #MeToo I deluded myself for years that I’d … Continue reading

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All I can do is cry…

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I wanted to write a post about having gratitude even in the midst of being a Sick Person, but then death smacked me upside the head a few days ago, and then social media flooded with stories of the woman attacked and sexually assaulted by the Stanford student (whose name I refuse to speak), and the lenient sentence he got, and … I just can’t. All I can do is cry. I cry for the victim of that horrible crime, even as I applaud ‘Emily Doe’s’ courage in writing and reading her Victim Statement, and sharing it with the world. It is hard to read. (But I hope you do.) It makes me cry more. But it is also hopeful. That maybe what she went … Continue reading

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#dSavannahDefects – X is for…

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My theme this year for the #AtoZchallenge is #dSavannahDefects, aka “What’s it’s like dealing with #InvisibleIllnesses”. Or, in short, {some of} what’s wrong with me. Down to our last letters! Whew! … X-tras So, yeah. I’m kinda cheating on today’s letter, but that’s my prerogative as a writer. And blogger. So today is for “x-tras” that didn’t make it into other posts, for whatever reason. (Either I thought of it later, or I was tired that day, or whatever. Or it’s appropriate for today.) A lot of topics fit within my theme, but I didn’t get around to writing about them. I gotta be honest. This writing every day like this and answering comments is tiring. And I stopped visiting other blogs and tweeting them … Continue reading

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#dSavannahDefects – F is for…

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…fatigue If I need to quickly define my health issues, I say I have “chronic fatigue and chronic pain”. (Cuz even *I* can’t remember all 20-something of my diagnoses.) As I described depression as being sad times 1,000, fatigue is being tired times 1,000. Times a million. I just ran across a site called “Mis-Treated“, about a woman’s search for answers to health problems. As I’ve clicked and clicked and read a bunch of posts, I’m mentally jumping up and down (cuz physically jumping up and down would hurt). She is writing about ME. About MY Story. About dealing with being chronically ill and disabled. She wrote a very cogent post, “Five Reasons Fatigue Isn’t Like Normal Tiredness (Proving Most People Don’t Get It)“. And … Continue reading

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#dSavannahDefects – C is for…

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… child abuse April is Child Abuse Prevention Month, and I am a child abuse survivor, so it’s only fitting I include this topic in my theme of dSavannah Defects. You may think that child abuse doesn’t happen any more, but it does. Often. All the time. And you may think that child abuse is perpetrated by strangers. But it’s not. More often than not, children are abused by people they know well: family members, neighbors, church friends. It can range from neglect to beatings to verbal abuse to sexual assault. And no matter its “type”, it is devastating and hurtful and causes long-term problems. Goddess, but this is difficult to write about. Child abuse is often perpetrated by victims. It cycles through generations. I … Continue reading

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GNU Pat Conroy

Me with Pat Conroy, Sept. 2015. He was tickled I

On Friday, the world lost another great voice with the death of author Pat Conroy, who passed away of pancreatic cancer at age 70, just four weeks after his diagnosis. When I read the news about the cancer, I knew he wouldn’t last long. I wish I hadn’t been right. I was introduced to his work my freshman year at college. I was “dating” (using the term incredibly loosely) a guy who gave me a copy of┬áThe Prince of Tides. I don’t remember exactly what he said when he gave it to me; just something about how I should read it. You probably need to know several things about me before I tell you how the book impacted me, in order to understand the why. … Continue reading

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