The power of being believed

I didn't believe it until now

I went through a serious trauma in 2013. I’ve been through multiple iterations of people not believing me, saying I was paranoid and hysterical. I have had some friends who stood by me to be sure. My parents and my ex have stood by me through all matter of hell.

Last week I talked with someone I thought I could trust about it. And he completely dismissed me.

And then I shared the story with an old friend. And he took it seriously. And it meant so much, more than I can say. And I can say a lot.

I don’t know where this is going. I was an organizer for twenty years, leading thousands into unions. I need to lead something but I don’t know what.

For years my identity was destroyed. In spite of the best efforts of the best in harm reduction, I could not bring back who I am.

And then I did. The other day it occurred to me: I’m me again. My mother can hear it in my voice.

Thank you