Carol Ann Townend
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I'm a writer who doesn't believe in sticking with one niche.
My book Please Stay! is out now
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Why I won't stand with the 'All Men' theory.
The #me too movement is a movement rightly dedicated to women speaking up about abuse and rape they have suffered. I am one of those who spoke up about my own suffering of rape and abuse. I am also one of those women who hates going out at night, is constantly looking over my shoulder, and is afraid of suffering the more than violent torment of my past. I am also a woman who deeply struggled because the authorities blam everything on my mental health when I spoke my truth, lost my children because of the torture of the mental health problems I suffered for years because of what I had been through and misdiagnose, and because of that I am still suffering some symptoms of PTSD.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Viva
The Evil Haunted Forest
"Come on, get it done!" Adam told the gaming screen, even though he knew it couldn't hear him. He was fed up, he had been stuck indoors for weeks with nowhere to go. Jesse and Tom had decided to go on a housework mission of which Adam agreed to, but he didn't realize it was going to take 6 weeks! He threw the controller on the floor, annoyed at the fact he had lost the damn game again, he stomped out of the room in a mood slamming the door behind him.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Horror
Using Incense for Relaxation
I love using incense, it makes my home smell clean and fresh, and it helps me to relax. You can get incense in the form of sticks, wax, cones, and oils. It also comes in a variety of different smells, my favorite smells are patchouli, ocean breeze, sage, strawberry, and orange flower.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Longevity
Write for Fun, Not just for Cash
When I first became a writer I would wake up and think to myself what will I write about today? While I am thinking this, a million different thoughts come to my mind, and before I know it, I am working on more articles than I can finish in a week. I find I don't always get them finished because I am always thinking it has to as perfect or it won't earn. This kind of thinking can sometimes mean that I forget the outside world, and end up sat at my desk for days on end, forgetting to care about myself or other things that I have to do. It also ruined the pleasure I got from writing which turned my writing life into a chore rather than fun.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Journal
Jewel
I sit here alone in my lounge typing. I'm always alone unless I meet the other women for coffee once a week. I'd rather be alone than get involved and fall in love again, just to get hurt. 6 months ago, I was in love with the man who I thought was the man of my dreams. It was bliss for two months and I had everything I had ever dreamed of, or I thought I did until reality crept up on me. I wasn't allowed to go anywhere, see my female friends or talk to males. I had to clean the house until it was spotless, and the only time I was allowed to speak was when he spoke. I was his maid and I was made to bow down to him in ways I now know to be wrong. Hell! I even had to ask for a bath and was only allowed to eat what he said I could. Ever since that day, I have been in the tornado of torment that plays in my mind. I am afraid to be loved.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Psyche
Being me and Being a Writer
I am a student, writer, carer, and wife. Before this, I was also a parent, student, and person with disabilities (some of which I still have). I was unconfident, always thinking I couldn't do anything, even though I was always told I was good at many forms of writing at school. It was only after my children grew up that I realized I had a need to be able to do something with my life. I was unable to find work because of disruptions to my education, mental health, and because many employers were discriminatory due to my learning disabilities and my mental health problems, leaving me feeling useless and incapable. It has taken me from my teens up to now (44) to decide where I as a person wanted to be in life, and what I wanted to achieve. I chose writing, and my passion for that has developed in more ways than I could have ever wished for.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Motivation
Learning How to Enjoy Sex again
I had dealt with being a victim of rape so many times, that after a while I put walls up, refusing to let anybody get near me, even females. Sex was bad, dirty, always violent and whether that person loved me or not, I started to perceive all sex as assault. I couldn't bring myself to see any sexual relationship as loving or fun anymore, because every time I did, I got hurt, and here I want to reinforce that I was raped by both men and women which caused my fear to double, and for many years, I cut both out of my life, wanting to be alone for the rest of my life so that I didn't end up used as some female adult dirt-bag.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Viva
