Blog Voices from Our Community
Read stories, updates, and reflections from artists, staff, and survivors. Here, we share the heart of Awakenings — one post at a time.
Forgive and forget. We hear these words used together so often that by the time we’re old enough to really think about what they mean,
- Essay
Yes, my god, please, please fuck off. I can’t think of a better way to put it. Just fucking fuck off. Leave me alone, don’t
- Essay
“My grief lies all within; and these external manners of lament are merely shadows to the unseen grief that swells with silence in the tortured
- Essay, Image
When I was nine, I sat, afraid, in a confession booth in the church I had been unwillingly dragged to nearly every Sunday of my
- Essay
” It’s bittersweet, this love I have for you. It mixes with the pain and creates beautiful art. So many times I wish I could
- Essay, Letter
” I did not settle for survival.” He was born weak, innocent, dependent and vulnerable just like every other human person that has ever come
- Essay
” They are breaking stereotypes by showing emotions as men, providing the strength and support a survivor needs to see. ” As a clinician working
- Essay
My mother entered a nursing facility on January 2, 2014, and thus I began yet another chapter in a long, dysfunctional story I really would
- Essay, Memoir, Poetry
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