The shame of rape and molestation is like being locked in a room full of roaches feeding on you - this post is a light turned on in that room to make them all scatter, big heavy combat boots to stomp them to death, and a flamethrower to keep any of them from getting out alive. I'm taking what is mine out of that room once and for all and setting ( Read more... )

I just woke up a few moments ago from another nightmare, another one about HIM. One of these days, this bullshit will stop. I woke up kicking and crying and scared to death and practically jumped out of the bed, scaring the hell out of D in the process. I'm okay now, about 15 minutes have passed and I'm getting my bearings. My muscles are sore ( Read more... )

"Be my good boy now, and I'll take you to get ice cream after..."
That's what he would tell me, he would take me to get ice cream if I didn't cry and if I never told anyone. Can you believe how lame that sounds to me now? That's what he told me when I was 10 years old and it started, to the best of my memory which is pock marked and moth eaten at ( Read more... )

( WARNING!! Bad childhood stuff behind cut, read at your own risk... )

It is completely fitting that Hannibal would have a Dean & Deluca lunchbox for the plane trip, and that he would agree with the little boy that the food served on the plane was inedible. I also thought it befitting that he would strike an immediate rapport with the child, being that the child hadn't garnered any life experience to become rude or ( Read more... )

Okay. Here's the deal ( Read more... )