Our Organization
We are a private website run by individuals who wish to maintain our anonymity. Our stories are real. We are not credentialed mental health care specialists, social workers, or professional therapists of any stripe. We cannot give medical or psychiatric advice and we cannot respond to a current suspected case of child abuse in progress – if that is happening, we urge you to contact local law enforcement as soon as you can do it safely. We take no donations and ask no fees for any service or work done on behalf of IRIS. We share our personal experience, observances, lessons learned, and most of all our pain and hope, with the desire that some who visit here may find it useful. As they say in the Twelve Step programs, "Take what you like and leave the rest." Be Well.
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Welcome to IRISWe seek to restore the human rights of childhood sexual abuse survivors.
A Bill of Rights for Incest Survivors and their FamiliesOne: We have the right to be safe.
Two: We have the right to be heard. Three: We have the right to be believed. Four: We have the right to be angry. Five: We have the right to grieve. Six: We have the right to heal. Seven: We have the right to set appropriate boundaries. Eight: We have the right to choose if or how to confront the perpetrator. Nine: We have the right to a joyful, fulfilling sex life with someone we trust. Ten: We have the right to a loving, supportive family. From the book
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Ask Another Mother - the head of IRIS answers your questions about incest recovery and the Bill of Rights: click here
Woman of Darfur
Woman of Darfur
I see your TV picture in the camps Your body rocks back and forth, back and forth as if you could rock the life back into your girls Your precious girls who went looking for firewood looking for water Found the Janjaweed Woman of Kosovo I know you tried to hide them when those Serbs came to kick in your door You shielded them with your body but they took them anyway, they took your girls they hurt your babies Your babies who look into the night now With no expression The war will go on forever for them Woman of Congo I hear your cries They sound just like the ones torn from my own throat when my babies finally came home When I could finally see their wounds You are my sister You are my sister I fight a different war I fight a war in my own living room the enemy once was my lover the enemy moved out years ago But he patrols the perimeter We dare not go for water For women war is ever the same -Another Mother, 2010 We believe that the principle of New Memoir Explores Healing Through Faith
Pamela Lynn France has just released her courageous memoir, Life Soup. It is a beautiful, well-written blend of story and practical information about the process of healing from childhood abuse.
Please read our interview with the author: read more . . . |