BIG FAT TRAUMA QUEEN

a lighthearted look at traumatic abuse and its aftermath

big fat trauma queen

big fat trauma queen
Location
Undercover in the Bay Area, California, U.S.A.
Birthday
November 08
Title
Defying Gravity
Company
Wicked
Bio
I, like millions of others, am a refugee from some fairly gruesome childhood happenings. I entered adulthood as a selectively mute, unwashed, suicidal, friendless, uneducated, delusional, and sick-fat (as opposed to healthy-fat) young woman. I have been homeless in the Tenderloin (I am prouder of that than I am of my master's degree), and I have spent years in self-imposed solitary confinement. No more. I have morphed over the years into an irritatingly chipper and hyper-friendly Trauma Queen. If you're having a bad day, don't even look at me; my happy little face will just piss you off. This blog is dedicated to all the other Trauma Queens and Kings out there - we of the shrunken hippocampus and the hair-trigger amygdala. We who, in D.H. Lawrence's words, have "passed through the waters of oblivion." But let's not just pass through. Let's make a TSUNAMI...

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Take the Victim out of the Vagina.

Let it be a hungry drooling Beast

that sucks men in and spits men out

with a smile.

Let it creep and prowl the alleyways

for unsuspecting penises, tender… Read full post »

Working in social services because you love to help people is like working at MacDonalds because you love to cook: it is torturously frustrating.

I'm sure there are wonderful, trauma-informed, client-centered social service agencies out there. I've just never had the privilege of working for one of t… Read full post »

First, a Disclaimer: I have not read Dr. Susan Clancy's new book, "The Trauma Myth." I have merely read an interview with her in Closed Salon.

The premise of her book is that the mental health profession has greatly exaggerated the negative impact of sexual abuse on children. She claims that… Read full post »

JANUARY 19, 2010 11:15PM

Who Am I If Nobody Needs Me?


My daughter is ten. She is becoming more independent every day. I have to let her keep growing away from me. To do otherwise would be abuse of the worst kind. But, oh - is it hard.

My daughter’s birth was like a bridge that sprung up between me and the

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JANUARY 17, 2010 8:48PM

When Money Costs Too Much

I never expected to have a lot of money. I never even expected to have enough money. And I've always been fine with that. Still am.

From an early age, based purely on observation, I determined that money was great to have as long as it didn't cost  too much.… Read full post »

JANUARY 16, 2010 8:21PM

Blogging For Myself

I'm embarrassed to admit this, but I started this blog a few days ago purely as a source of external validation.

I am currently between jobs; I am experiencing the first adolescent push-aways from my only child; I am setting new boundaries (which has cost me my  Miss Congeniality crown);… Read full post »

JANUARY 15, 2010 9:41PM

On Being A Mother Without A Family

 I lost my family when I was four years old. I lost them with the touch of a hand. The hand of the Family Hero. He touched me in ways that sent me into permanent exile. I knew without being told that They would choose Him over me. I… Read full post »

JANUARY 14, 2010 8:30PM

I'm The Weirdest Mom in the Class

I am - I'm sure I am. All the other moms seem so much more normal than I.

It took me years to get over wanting to be normal. I spent thousands of dollars and thousands of hours on therapy, desperately pursuing the Holy Grail of normalcy. Then one day… Read full post »