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My daughter calls my humor “Mom’s hideous, hilarious bluntness.” It’s pretty accurate, haha! Here’s a promo comic I did for my memoir Freak: The True Story of an Insecurity Addict. A dry as dust historian pal of mine said about the book, “I found myself laughing at the most inappropriate moments.” That cracked me up. My librarian friend told me, “I’ve never laughed so hard or cried so much simultaneously in my life.”
So many readers posted such kind comments on Amazon, they brought me to tears. It was a meat grinder fire storm writing the thing, but the response has been amazing. Thank you all for your support and empathy. And to all my brothers and sisters out there, always, always remember this Truth: You are not a piece of shit. You never were. It was always a lie. Hang in there.

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Magic exists.

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This one always cracks me up. #superbowl #rebeccaodonnell

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I had a comment about this website including my new children’s book Hurt Magic. They actually thought I was wanting to hurt children because of it. So I’m addressing that nonsense.

In high school, I found I could tell which classmates were abused, and openly see who was being bullied. So I befriended them, tried to protect them, tried to help them feel good about themselves. My sister said I was like the criminal in the movie The Breakfast Club, which I always got a kick out of. I thought I was more like the weird artist in that film. When my kids were still in grade school, I taught art therapy at an abused children’s home. I was good at it because I was one of them. Art had saved me from becoming another violent addict, like most of my family, for generations, had become. Instead of snorting coke, tweaking on meth, popping prescriptions, drowning in booze or getting bloody from violence, I drew. It saved me. I told the kids at that home, “You have a manure pile of memories. Nothing you can do about it. Now you can either drown in the stink or turn it into compost and grow a garden in it. I wouldn’t be anywhere near as good a teacher for you if I didn’t have an idea of what you’ve been through.” Those children were my garden. I’ve been helping others, child or adult, ever since. All my brothers and sisters of circumstance out there; I want to help them all.

My memoir Freak: The True Story of an Insecurity Addict, and science fiction novel Manifest Destiny are definitely not children’s books. They’re gritty, blunt, disturbing and very adult. But Hurt Magic was actually inspired by someone who read Freak.  She sent me a stack of children’s books which dealt with child abuse, with a single Post It note on top which read “You can do better than this.” She knew I was an artist as well as a writer. And she was right. Every one of those books Victim Blamed. Probably didn’t mean to, but they all did. My therapist at the time, who was helping me with a year of traumatic amnesia from my childhood, suggested I publish my journal notes into a memoir. “I think you can really help people.” Those rumble tumble journal notes eventually became Freak: The True Story of an Insecurity Addict. I originally self-published it before TalcMedia picked me up, and in that time, I had nine people write to me and tell me Freak helped them to not commit suicide. That was an astonishing and completely unexpected honor.
So as I studied those little children’s books, I could feel how they would have impacted me as a kid. They would have hurt me. They would have pushed me even deeper into that awful cage of shame and self hatred. So, I had to go a different route than any of them. I started to think about what was the core damage from my own abuse. My body, for the most part, had healed. But my mind and soul? They stayed shattered. It was that heap of broken child inside that colored all my adult decisions for decades after.
So I decided to tackle that, to help children heal that rotten, diseased harm that abuse and bullying had inflicted in them. In me. I figured out a way to help myself with the inner hatred and the insecurity that awful shame instilled in me. Insecurity is an addiction. A behavioral addiction. So I treat it that way. Rewire all that vicious inner dialogue and self abuse I heaped on myself daily and hurt myself so terribly with. The same abuse kids right now are hurting themselves with. So give them something to heal THAT. Show them the healing way to think, to strengthen their spirit, to teach them to love instead of hate themselves. That’s what Hurt Magic is all about. There’s an epidemic of bullying going on right now, and Hurt Magic addresses that damage too. Because healing those inner wounds, those all encompassing, eternally noisy wounds, is the key. It’s true Magic.
I’m obviously a very eclectic writer. So all my very different books are on this website. I’m actually working on a true story trilogy about World War ll right now. Hurt Magic is for children, old and young, who struggle with shame. Like Maya Angelou once said, this kind of damage instills cynicism in a child. And there is nothing more tragic. The child goes from knowing nothing to believing in nothing. She was absolutely right. Freak: The True Story of an Insecurity Addict, is my raw, completely unsubtle memoir. Manifest Destiny, based on an idea by the writer Sabatino Stefanile, is brutal in its story of billionaire greed and those who fight it. Hurt Magic is a story I would have loved as a kid. I would have slept with this book like a teddy bear. I know, without question, that it will help any child who reads it.

I always wondered about my mom’s ability. She hated it. Said she didn’t want to see, and prayed fervently as a kid for all the visions to go away. She said it was much better than when she was little; said it was just like The Sixth Sense when she was little. Yikes. #psychic #rebeccaodonnell #freaktruestoryofaninsecurityaddict #predictions

My family is nuts. Both sides, maternal and paternal. I was thrilled to discover, by a strange path, that I had the genetic mutation MTHFR. Mine is Compound Heterozygous. After researching it, it explains a lot about why my family is the way it is. This is just one story about one of the Southern cousins. #mthfr #psychic #rebeccaodonnell #drugaddiction #civilwarweapons