The Stuff On The Wall
A Snippet From My Memior - Chapter 6 I stood in the middle of our bedroom, staring at the stuff on the wall. My husband had just called...
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I wrote this after my marriage of 17 years abruptly came to an end. Through the next year I began to create a space for myself. Not just...
A Letter To My Younger Self.
Dear Gentle Reader, Everything in me wanted to start this letter off apologizing for not protecting you. But as I’m unearthing the...
Letter To Him
My abuser has been dead for several years, but the fear he instilled in me allowed him to stay with me long after he was gone. It wasn’t...