The five most-read stories of 2016! Well, six, because of a shared 5th place. And the winners are…

rockstar1My Friend Who Died
“Ten percent of people with anorexia will die”, the nurse says. That’s one in ten. As I look around the room, I know who of us ten inpatients it will be… Deze blog verscheen ook in het Nederlands

 

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Happy Anniversary, Ana
Today, 14 December, marks the 17th anniversary of the first time I was raped. Anniversaries, for better or worse, are special days, and special days should not go by in silence…

 

rockstar3Thankful in 2016: Slachtofferhulp
Tijdens een ingrijpend politieonderzoek naar seksueel misbruik uit mijn jeugd kwam ik terecht bij Slachtofferhulp Nederland. Ik voelde me bang, schuldig en onzeker…

 

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Miniblog: Sweetie
Zegt hij tegen haar wat hij zei tegen mij?

 

 

rockstar5aMaybe They Believe His Story over Mine
To celebrate my PhD, my incredibly caring parents wrote me a personal letter. I’m really touched by their loving words, but something is bothering me…

 

rockstar5bAllesbehalve Dapper en Sterk
Vijftien jaar nadat het misbruik stopte had ik een afspraak bij de zedenpolitie. Ik was vastbesloten me niet meer te laten leiden door angst. Ik voelde me sterk genoeg om af te rekenen met mijn verleden. Althans, dat dacht ik…

 

Read them all? I thought I’d also share the top five loser posts of 2016 with you (i.e. the least-viewed posts). I bet you haven’t read these!

 

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My Skin Of Gold
“Even if my mind survives
this body is forever lost”

 

recom4Two Hands That Are Not Mine
“Let’s start with some bridges, shall we”, Emma announces energetically. As she talks us through the exercise, lying on her back, pushing her hips up in the air, my heart sinks…

 

recom1My Soft White Blanket
Dear twelve-year-old Ana, I see the bad things happening to you, and I see you’re not telling anyone about them. I see you are all alone. I want to help you…

 

recom3Light Up
“Even if you cannot hear my voice, I’ll be right beside you dear” It’s been over fifteen years since I last heard your voice, and indeed, you are still right here with me. When I wake up from a nightmare, your face is too close to mine…

 

recom5Miss L and My Silent Phase
This is for my wonderful classroom teacher Ms L, who was there for me even when I stopped speaking and everyone else had given up on me…

Thank you, dear followers and readers, for your support in 2016. I hope to see you again in the new year!