
Dollars but no Sense
Content Warning: Sexual Abuse I open the mailbox to find a notice that I have to go get something at the post office. Hmmm, what the heck did I order? I don’t remember
If you’ve landed here it’s likely because you already know me or know someone who knows me. That’s okay. You’ve got to start with one follower before you can get to a million. Spoiler alert – that’s my goal. Unfortunately I’m too computer illiterate to have any idea how to know if I ever get there.
A few years back I decided to start sharing the details of my personal journey. At first my writing was more of a catharsis, but at some point I realized that what I had to say resonated with many other people. My struggles are not so unusual, but my willingness to be open about it apparently is.
I hope that by sharing my stories I can help someone out there feel less alone. If while reading my words just one of you feels seen, feels validated, whispers “Me too”, or raises a fist and says “Hell yes!” then it will all have been worth it.
Content Warning: Sexual Abuse I open the mailbox to find a notice that I have to go get something at the post office. Hmmm, what the heck did I order? I don’t remember
Today is my mother’s funeral and I am here at home in a different city. This is the right decision for me. Some might not agree, but this is the kindest thing I
Content Warning: Sexual Abuse, Physical Abuse, Psychological Abuse It is Saturday night and my phone rings. Nobody ever calls me. When I see it is my brother’s number my first thought is, “Oh,
Content Warning: Abuse, Emotional Neglect My mother died this morning. If you’re like most people, you just sucked in your breath and thought “Oh no! That’s awful!” I, however, feel a whole lot