The Power of My Wound

Healing doesn’t happen all at once. Sexual trauma runs too deep, is much too complex for simple remedies. We have no Star Trek sickbay or magic tricorder to bind up the wounds, erase the battle scars. And would we want to if we could? Would we walk away, pretend it never happened, we were neverContinue reading “The Power of My Wound”

Deep Water

Tears and sorrow overwhelmed me day after day after week after year No relief in sight as hopelessness appeared to win and then He drew me out of deep waters Each day presents a new challenge or the same challenge never ending And I feel like I’m drowning in evasion and falsehood but He drawsContinue reading “Deep Water”

Processing Pain Through Poetry

    by Linda K I wrote this poem a couple of months ago. I wrote it while trying to process the struggle of dealing with one sister who suffers with mental illness (bipolar disorder and bulimia) and other family members who don’t understand. I have experienced seven years of major clinical depression myself, and overContinue reading “Processing Pain Through Poetry”

Walking This Broken Road by Faith

In one of my early blog posts at lindakruschke.wordpress.com, I was lamenting that remembering my past made me a little blue, because I had regrets and things have happened to me that were less than wonderful. But I have been reminded that I am who I am because of my history. A week later IContinue reading “Walking This Broken Road by Faith”