The human mind and body are remarkable. When we had cable television, my children and I loved watching I Shouldn't Be Alive. One person, without food, water or shelter, resorted to drinking his own urine.

Thankfully, I haven't…

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                       Her name is Anya. She is smart, kind, eloquent, beautiful, philanthropic, pro golfer and a survivor of childhood sex abuse. She is sharing her story to break the silence and to raise awareness to prevent others from suffering sexual abuse.

                       A man, a friend of the family, slowly over time groomed her…

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Life is full of lots of ups and downs. Here lately my life had felt like it was full of more downs than ups. For some reason just felt like nothing would or could go my way. My birthday in my eyes were ruined. Got bad news from my mom, my kids were screaming they hated me (except my oldest), seemed like I had never ending housework and for some reason I just felt like my husband really didn't love me. My evening was full of noise and no one would just chill out and be quiet. Then UPS never…

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I think it’s safe to say that psychic kid has been dealt a shitty deck of tarot cards.

 

But she’s at my house for two days, out her mother’s (and her mother’s boyfriend's) reach. With that, I was determined to use the next 48 hours to turn my house into freaking Disneyland. Where’s Mickey!

 

We made cookies. We Wii danced. We watched movies. We went to the movies.

 

I even cooked. Yes, I cooked!  (Now slowly grab your jaw with both hands…

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After learning more about psychic kid’s home life, all I want to do is give her a big hug. But you have to be careful nowadays so instead I listened.

 

I listened as she explained how even though there are so many kids in one bedroom (and in the living room) and how the noise level can drive you crazy sometimes, she’s used to it, it’s comforting. 

 

Eventually, my kid and psychic kid fell asleep. I lay awake for another hour processing everything I’d just learned…

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We sit in the waiting room at little mans therapists office. We're here for the second time this week, his second of four hour long sessions this week. While we wait, little man talks constantly, the quiet room punctuated with "Hey Dad!" and "Hey Mom" and "What if I had a robot that would..." He fiddles with things, and makes inappropriate comments to strangers. At times, he even touches their things. Little Man is 14 years old. Continue