Finding Hope in This Crazy World
I wrote this poem to share what it feels like to go to church on a Sunday morning when you are living in domestic violence. Oftentimes the abuser likes to play up how spiritual he is so he can use God's word to justify what he does. The abuser will take the Word and twist... Continue Reading →
Why we stay: trauma bonding. Wow, what a great post. I think that this is the hardest part for people who have not lived in abuse. They don't understand. Trauma bonding. Stockholm Syndrome. the psychological tendency of a hostage to bond with, identify with, or sympathize with his or her captor Call it what you... Continue Reading →
I have recently been reminded of the fear that returns when you are being stalked. This is part of my story that I haven't shared yet. After separating from an Abuser it is the most dangerous time for a woman who has been in an abusive relationship. And once we leave, the stalking begins. What... Continue Reading →
I remember a story my mom always used to tell me. She said," Diana, how do you boil a frog?" I said, " I don't know." She said, "A little at a time." You see when we put the frog in the water it was cold water. It wasn't hot, no reason to jump out.... Continue Reading →
NO MORE ©2013 Diana Rasmussen Your love is hating All controlling suffocating asphyxiating My heart is aching tired of waiting You're smothering It's strangulating No more, No More I refuse No more, No more I refuse You throw words like swords piercing my world screaming the chords Your blind rage affords Done... Continue Reading →
Daily Prompt: Fright Night Do you like being scared by books, films, and surprises? Describe the sensation of being scared, and why you love it — or don’t. I do not like being afraid. I am not a 'ride' girl, skip the roller coasters and stuff. And skip the horror flicks. I guess it comes from... Continue Reading →
I had to laugh when I read today's Daily Prompt: Daily Prompt: Mix Tape Masterpiece You make a new friend. Make them a mix tape (or playlist, for the younger folks) that tells them who you are through song. Photographers, artists, poets: show us MUSIC. That has been my mission, my goal so to speak. I... Continue Reading →
DOMESTIC VIOLENCE.
I'M AFRAID FOR YOU ©2013 Diana Rasmussen She lived in the trailer right across the street not much of a neighbor she kept to herself When the sun went down the fights would start noises travel in a trailer park I went over one day with cookies in hand saw the fear in her eyes... Continue Reading →
Black Garbage Bags © 2013 Words and Music by Diana Rasmussen and Chris Williams He'd quit one more job, Didn't like it, he said. She believed his lies for years on end. He called her worthless for the last time. She gathered her things, in black garbage bags. * After years of abuse, she wanted more.... Continue Reading →
