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"The same girl who laughs and talks a lot and seems very happy is also the girl who may cry herself to sleep " Crystal Adams 
 
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Welcome to Whitedoves Nest
A site dedicated to survivors of sexual abuse and those that support them.

It is believed that 1 in 3 women and 1 in 10 men have at some time in their lives been sexually abused.  Statistics show that more often than not, the abuser is generally known to the survivor and there is a higher incidence of abuse being perpertrated by family members. 

With such a high rate of people affected, little is said and the topic is generally "hidden" from society.  The aim of this website is to show the affects, provide information on recovery and be a place where survivors can share their stories and artistic talents.  

This site provides stories, articles, inspiration and help to those affected by sexual abuse, rape and molestation.  We are asking for submissions from survivors or supporters of survivors to display on these pages.  Submissions can include poetry, stories, pictures of artworks or perhaps SHARE YOUR STORY.  You can do this ANONYMOUSLY.

If you are eager to tell of the affects on your life,  please feel free to contact us so we can create a page just for you or try the share your story link to fill it in anonymously on the web now.

Please read Whitedoves story or look through articles and poems, the Survivor Art Gallery or just browse.  We hope something here may be of inspiration to you.

Remember - YOU ARE NOT ALONE. There are others out there just like you. 
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Healing through Creativity


"Healing through Creativity will feature positive-focused expressions that help trauma survivors and promote understanding. Survivors and supporters will share the fun and excitement of creativity without the fears of judgment or undeserved guilt and shame. The event will promote community awareness about the needs of survivors of trauma to the body, mind and spirit"  Enter your artwork, poems and artistic works for the event. See workshops and join in creating artworks. Join in the online forum and chat.
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Whitedoves poetry appears in a new book "You are Not Alone" which  provides information on Anorexia, Bulimia, Binge Eating Disorder and other eating disorders from a recovered bulimic.  Chapters highlight sexual abuse in relation to eating disorders. It is a compliation of positive stories and art to inspire and motivate. More information and to order visit the website. http://www.youarenotalonebook.com/

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Forever Changed by Tammy 

You were always my favorite uncle
the one I loved & trusted too
I never imagined the day would come
when everything within me would hate you.
I was only twelve years old
laying on the floor watching t.v.
no one else was at your house
no one else but you & me.
Why did you look at me like that?
When you saw me, didn't you see a little girl?
Didn't you see the fear in my eyes
as you forever changed my innocent world?
As you raped me over & over again
for four very long years
did it bother you even once
when you saw my eyes fill with tears?
It seemed like an eternity
I didn't think it would ever stop
but after I turned sixteen
I decided it had to... no matter what.
I knew I couldn't stand it
to happen even once more
so the last time I was in your car
I waited till the time was right & jumped out of the door.
I really didn't care if I died
laying there on the back road
It's the only thing I knew to do
Cause this secret couldn't be told.
No such luck, I was still alive
scuffed & bruised with pains in my chest
I took off running for my life
But now I was scared to death.
I heard the car stop on the rocks
as I ran through the cornfield fast
wondering if I'd make it through this day
or would it be my last?
I could hear you running after me
as the corn behind me moved
suddenly something grabbed me
it was my greatest fear... you.
I don't remember anything else
except the look in your eyes
You seemed to be totally insane
that look you couldn't disguise.
Lord only knows what happened after that
It's like hitting a stone wall
my mind has totally blocked it out
I'm not yet willing to recall.
I don't even know how I got home that day
but one thing I know for sure
that was the last time you ever touched me
I thank God, it never happened any more.

© Tammy 2005

 

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