Warning: This post is a major child abuse/rape/self harm/miscarriage trigger. Read at your own discretion. To tell my story, I must introduce you to a little girl before she was broken. Before the very person who was supposed to protect her changed her entire life. This little girl was happy, yet shy, a little On... Continue Reading →
She should be here.
I know that's a common phrase of those who've lost a loved one. But my best friend was my shoulder to cry on, my ear to listen and cry with me, she was my sister. Maybe not by blood but we bonded our blood together as kids. She is apart me and that day in... Continue Reading →
The problem with painful memories you don’t remember, is sometimes they pop up when you think you’re finally starting to be ok.
It's been 8 years since I left college. In that time I've met a man, gotten married, had 4 kids and made friends. A few months ago I wrote my original post. I released and pushed forward to the world my painful past. I had memories I didn't remember from my years in college because... Continue Reading →
