My Voice Will Be Heard

Upon releasing my book, I quickly realized that my voice has now passed me. My purpose is now bigger than me. While my weaknesses tell me to slow down and stay small, my voice won’t let me. I am now on a mission that will not fail.

I am at the point in my journey where my voice has now surpassed me. My desire to free myself from a past of sexual abuse has become bigger than my propensity to stay small. While my voice could very well get me into trouble, I am more than willing to pay whatever the price it is to remain free from the shackles of emotional pain. I no longer have the right to worry about the strength of my voice, for I know that my truth will always be there to bail me out. My story is my truth.

Recently, I released my first book entitled “The Roaming Mind: One Man’s Journal of Healing from Childhood Sexual Abuse“. It is a collection of this blog’s posts written on the subject of my healing. I prefaced each blog post with the story behind them and why I wrote them. The exercise of writing this book gave me strength as I was able to go back in time and revisit each instance of my healing journey. It was not an easy task, but I did it, and for that, I am proud. Problem is, I wrote a book, now what?

As I gave out copies of my book, I began to feel a little uneasy. Like the early days of writing posts on this blog about my healing, I was scared to put my words physically in the hands of others. Would people accept them? Would I get ridiculed for not writing a perfect book? Would people use my words against me? Would I get sued? Some anxiety began to creep in, I’ve been down this path before, but something happened to me as I talked about my book to my co-workers, my voice kicked in.

I didn’t write this book for glory and I didn’t write this book for money. I can be a YouTubing daredevil to accomplish that. My pride is not on the line for the number of copies I sell or don’t sell. I could have written a “How-to solve your debt crisis” book to do that. My voice wrote this book and the purpose of my voice is to merely share my experiences on a topic that not many others are willing or ready to share. Had it not been for my childhood hockey hero Theo Fleury and his book “Playing With Fire”, I probably would not be as transparent about my journey as I am now. His openness inspired me to go the distance with my healing. All I am doing is simply paying it forward. My hope is that with this book, someone, somewhere, will find their voice… and let it carry them to a life of peaceful existence.

We all have emotional pain and we all have a voice. Once we figure out how to mix the two into a coherent and powerful message of triumph and truth. Only then do we finally unlock the secret of limping away from being a victim into walking strongly as a victor.

Victory is mine.

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