Tag: anxiety

Sexual abuse has immediate and long-term effects. My trip through airport security reminded of just how much my childhood sexual abuse and trauma continues to affect me in adulthood. The unsettling part is that I never know when those effects are going to be triggered.

I am determined to believe in me. What does it feel like to believe in yourself? Like you have a cape and super powers? Like water and ice, one in the same yet two different views?