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Ezer Rising: the Story of Woman

July 26, 2019July 26, 2019 Cherilyn Christen Clough

How My Childhood Fear of Fire Empowered Me to Write My Memoir

April 16, 2019April 16, 2019 Cherilyn Christen Clough

What if Your Family Doesn’t Want You to Tell Your Story?

March 6, 2019March 6, 2019 Cherilyn Christen Clough

A Flying Monkey by Any Other Name is Still a Frickin’ Flying Monkey

August 18, 2018August 18, 2018 Cherilyn Christen Clough

Journey From the Cave

July 23, 2018July 23, 2018 Cherilyn Christen Clough

Why You Can’t Let the Narcissist Shut You Up

June 7, 2018June 7, 2018 Cherilyn Christen Clough

Don’t Let the Narcissist Accuse You of Living in the Past

June 3, 2018June 3, 2018 Cherilyn Christen Clough

God as Our Mother

June 1, 2018June 1, 2018 Cherilyn Christen Clough

If My Wounds Were Visible

May 18, 2018May 26, 2018 Cherilyn Christen Clough

Narcissistic Feed

May 14, 2018May 14, 2018 Cherilyn Christen Clough

Remembering the Good, Even When it’s Bad

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Cherilyn Christen Clough is the author of CHASING EDEN, a childhood memoir about growing up on the move, without any friends, and with the fear of God breathing down her neck.

She wholeheartedly believes no matter what happened to us in the past, we can find our healing in the present.

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Here’s why I believe we have to pay attention to how people treat us. This story is in my brand new memoir Chasing Eden. I was eleven and we had to move in a hurry before the landlord came back. The cat’s litter box was moved and she went on the floor. I saw my dad smash my cat’s face in her poop. I heard my mom yell, “That’s no way to treat a cat!” I saw the cat scratch my dad and I saw him throw her against a brick wall. She howled in pain and ran out through the open door. I ran after her, but there was no sign of her. I searched the woods shaking a catfood bag crying and calling her name for over an hour until my dad forced me to get in our VW bus to drive away. That cat was one of my only friends—she often slept with me at night. My parents don’t want to remember this story for various reasons. My sisters were nine and five. One swears her memory is the more accurate. She says the fireplace was a freestanding metal cone and she’s right—except as with many fireplaces, it stood in front of a brick wall. My mother and sisters talked behind my back. No one called me or texted. They decided I was a liar and posted this on social media. My mother should know better. She yelled at my dad when he did this. My sisters might not have seen this happen, but I did. I have no reason to make this crap up. It’s haunted me for forty years. My sisters publicly trashed me, but their actions say more about them than me. It’s their loss. I don’t trash them. I don’t lie about them. The weird part is we all agree the cat scratched my dad, we all agree he threw it. (They say into the bushes.) We all agree the cat was never seen again, but neither cared to respect me or my memory enough to say we can agree to disagree. One sister said it was an old cat and no one cared about her anymore. Who says this about their pet—but a narcissist who sees animals as dispensable? That’s not love. That’s not even civil. And it’s certainly not friendship. This is why family members are blocked from my social media walls. Without respect and honesty, we’ve got nothing. #chasingedenmemoir #chasingeden #toxicfamily #nocontact #honestymatters #flyingmonkeys #littleredsurvivor

Breathe, breathe, breathe! That moment you get to see your book baby for the very first time! #chasingedenmemoir #chasingeden #littleredsurvivor #memoir #childhoodmemoir #yourstorymatters #writethetruth #evenwhenyourvoiceshakes #narcississticabuse #narcissism #survivor #fundamentalism #foryougrandma #dreamscometrue #ididit #amygrantfansince1982

Chasing Eden A Memoir is now on Amazon! (Link in profile) #chasingedenmemoir #chasingeden #littleredsurvivor #memoir #childhoodmemoir #yourstorymatters #writethetruth #evenwhenyourvoiceshakes #narcississticabuse #narcissism #survivor #fundamentalism

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