“I didn’t want to upset my loved ones, but I couldn’t carry this alone.”
― Julie Flygare
Hi, my name is Malia. I’ve redone this about page several dozen times now. I can never seem to get it right. Hopefully, this time I’ll hit the mark. I’m a child sexual abuse survivor. I like that word. Survivor. I never thought it could or would be used to describe me. Meek, awkward, self-conscious, all those words come to mind when I think of better adjectives that can be used. At the moment I’m a college freshman. I’m the eldest of 6 children. I have 4 sisters on my mom side. Three of them are survivors too, they just don’t know it yet. I’m currently 19 years old. My memory is a little hazy on the details exactly but I believe my abuse started around the age of 9 and continued until I was 13. My abuser was and still is my mother’s boyfriend. You would think that after 18 years together they would tie the knot already. I came forward with the details of my abuse when I was 14 years old. I was coerced into silence again. I’ve been silent for 5 years. I’m done being silent. This blog is a memoir of sorts. It will chronicle my triumphs, failures, wacky adventures, insignificant observations and experiences, etc. This is me. Welcome to my blog.
giving voice to what I was always afraid to admit in my heart (the original tagline)