Reason v. Excuse

As a child, I was tortured mentally and physically. I survived this torture by developing survival tools. These tools served me well in the world dominated by my abuser, but do not translate to surviving in the world. My life, since I left home at 18, has been dominated with unlearning these coping skills, and learning new ones. Along the way, I have become aware of a certain level of my own bullshit, that I blame on my abuse. Is it a reason, or an excuse? I do not know. I do not want to be one of those people blinded by their own BS… drinking my own Kool-aid as it were. But, really, how do you know. I wonder sometimes where the line between reason and excuse exists. When am I playing the victim card, or just giving an explanation?


About ~Drew

I am a survivor of childhood torture. Each day, I put one foot in front of the other, moving forward. To do any less would spell my own destruction. My music/poetry/prose deal with the devastating effect of this kind of abuse on a human being: me. My experiences/thoughts/ideas/misconceptions are exposed here for all to see. Here. I am lain bare, naked, hidden only be the cloak of anonymity.
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