Mia Mattsson Mercer

Children and Animal Warrior

Category Archives: Abuse

Let the Horse Tame your Fear

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No, 🖤 you are not meeting more people that are mentally tired or, depressive. It’s many which have opened up by telling about their pain. And I am speaking for so many others, young and old.
It takes enormous energy to keep functioning while carrying the memory of trauma and the shame of weakness and vulnerability.
❄️ The animals, when healed themselves, has a very secure base where our stress hormones can be tamed. #healinginharmony That’s Amore!
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Word-less Healing

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đź–¤ You never lost me, I only lost myself.

You showed me trust and every day was a new day. No judgement, only encouragement.
You let me take the time I needed since You knew that time doesn’t exist. Despite being abandoned, You never abandoned me.


You who use no words and have no freedom, gave me healing, a belief in myself, a new better version of myself. You gave comfort. You… you gave me my freedom back.
You alone, did what no other humans could do.


It’s time 👑
That’s Amore!

Two Faced Evilness

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Horrible people aren’t horrible all the time, otherwise they would never be able to find victims. —Karin Slaughter—

Court Support

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I think this is a very brilliant and important way to have court dogs.

I know for a fact many that would have wanted this kind of support.

Does your country has this kind of support?

When you can Tell your Story

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When you can tell your story without pain, it has become a wisdom.
We have a story to tell. How pain brought us together but we healed together 💙❤️

That’s Amore

Pity the Destroyer

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Hope

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I stayed for the sake of my children. Now I blame myself for the effect my decision may have had on them. Why did I stay?
But I heard myself asking for help. Office after office, different faces. Call after call, different voices. Weeks became years. I became a case number not a person anymore.
Slowly without realizing it, I became more and more isolated. I was financially dependent. I was deprived of sleep. I was told and thought I was useless. I was paralyzed by constantly being on guard for the next attack. The moral club hammered just about everything.
I stayed because I was more afraid leaving him. —Mother’s 🌻
đź–¤
Jag stannade för mina barns skull. Nu klandrar jag mig själv för hur effekten av mitt beslut kan ha påverkat dem. Varför stannade jag?
Men jag hörde min röst ropa efter hjälp. Kontor efter kontor främmande ansikten efter ansikten. Samtal efter samtal olika röster. Veckor blev till år. Jag var inte längre en människa, utan ett ärendenummer.
Sakta utan att jag märkte det blev jag mer och mer isolerad. Jag var ekonomiskt beroende. Jag var sömnberövad. Jag fick höra och trodde att jag var värdelös. Jag var paralyserad av att ständigt vara på vakt för nästa attack. Moral klubban hamrade om precis allting.
Jag stannade, för att jag var mera rädd att lämna honom. —Mamma🌻

A Prologue from the First Book

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“They caught us, me and another horse. They put a jacket over our eyes and led us out. We panicked.We are standing tied up to a tree.” It’s hot.

The other horses in the paddock flee at a galopp. Enormous chaos. A metal object shimmers.

“Two men are hitting us hard.


It feels like I am attending the scene. One horse conveys enormous pain over his back. The other horse lays on the ground, his head is hanging and blood seeps from one of his nostrils. His eyes stare into the empty air.I close my eyes and don’t know what to believe. Does the owner know about this? In the next moment I see a woman squatting and crying. She has the dead horse’s head in her lap and rocks back and forth moaning.

A prolouge from book one, Listen to the Animals.

Emotions are Loud in the Silence

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đź–¤ Emotionally abuse is to often not taken seriously. It cannot always been seen. Or, explained in words by Children and Animals.


When an Animal or Child are sending voiceless actions, it’s speaking to you.


That’s Voiceless Amore!

The Moment I am Free

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It feels like time stands still

Freedom feels like magic

It tickles my gut, and i am giggling out of enthusiasm

In this moment, I always want to stay

That’s Amore!