I was raped. Now I’m dead. Do this.
“If today i was a graffiti, i would be one on a train that goes to the South of France.”
― Alain Bremond-Torrent
“[Kids] don’t remember what you try to teach them. They remember what you are.”
― Jim Henson
“If I could sleep with my arms around you, the ink could stay in the bottle.”
~ Shelly King
The fights we prepare for must also be against battles some will say are not ours.
I still think about being raped as a wee lass and suspect I always will, but how I think about it continually changes. Healing is an individual process that doesn’t…
It isn’t typical for me to prance around wholly naked, but it happened one evening when I was home alone because I was home alone.
How do you decide when to start over and who do you decide to start over with? It may be different for everyone but likely has something to do with…
My husband once owned a trucking company, and within six months, half of his drivers quit. He was so distraught about it that he let the business go at the…
She has one friend in the traditional sense, the gal she went to high school with. She doesn’t really consider anyone else a friend unless you count that guy she’s…
Sometimes Mum thinks of Dad and while something deep inside of her knows he’s not responsible for the sad state of affairs her life has taken she’s found it easier…
“You really should apologize.” Angelica said.
I found myself stuck on the subject of disbelief. Not mine. His.