I’ve decided, I am like Israel.

In my younger years I stayed quiet. I adapted to abusive treatment. I made excuses- oh people are just like that, oh everyone has to deal with weird stuff, oh that’s just part of life, oh people don’t mean it…but the worst was…there must be something wrong with me.

I accepted inappropriate sexual advances at my job- I had no choice- well of course I could have quit but when you have rent to pay it just is not that simple.

I’m not sure I ever felt safe growing up. My parents were both emotionally unavailable and as a family we never learned to look out for each other. Once I left home, I continued to feel unsafe. I had no one looking out for me, no one I could turn to if the waves........

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