When Rage Hits Home
My daughter had my son by the hair, her face contorted with rage. I recognized the her pain…because I’d seen it on my own face.Read More →
My daughter had my son by the hair, her face contorted with rage. I recognized the her pain…because I’d seen it on my own face.Read More →
While we walked the aisles and found the perfect Anna and Elsa backpack and matching lunchbox, I told her that in two years I was going to bring her back for a new backpack for the first day of kindergarten.Read More →
There’s one consequence of my drinking that still haunts me: the trauma of my rapes is with me every single day.Read More →
I can’t remember exactly when I started feeling like I wasn’t enough. From an early age, I felt “different” from my friends, and afraid they would notice. I did things I didn’t want to do to “fit in,” and be “normal.” Much of the time it was out of theRead More →
Death isn’t always the end of a story. Here’s a story about life afterwards.Read More →
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