Your cell phone is playing the sounds of a beautiful spring morning; time to hit that alarm and start your day! Driving to work it chimes, someone is calling! It is beeping, you have a voice mail!
Today I sat by the one thing in my life that has been consistent in a world of hidden secrets of childhood sexual abuse; the sound of the water, the birds sending messages of spring, the ducks and seagulls, their sense of freedom as they swim, dive, or fly, a sense of a carefree life… freedom.
Many persons I have come in contact with over the last two years did not and still do not know how to help me heal or what to do for me, so they were silent, or gradually faded away from having interactions with me. I took this personally at first, but then I realized they don’t understand nor do they want to think about childhood sexual abuse, it is an uncomfortable topic and most also have the assumption that you should just move on, forget about it, it happened in the past.
Today is the day; I am introducing myself to the world; I am a wife, a mother, a grandmother, an adopted sister, a nurse, a friend, but never a daughter. I am a survivor of childhood sexual abuse; this is a day of gratitude to those who continue to support me in my healing journey, a day of heartbreak for the children who need protection, and a day of hope for survivors who need help; a voice to speak and an ear to listen.
All of the drawings you see on this web page were drawn by me, JoAnn Kerschner, CEO of Shattered Canvas, a survivor of childhood sexual abuse on a continuing journey of HOPE, for me and YOU!
An outlet, a story, an emotion; each drawing depicting a moment in time, a picture in my head that no one could ever see…..