The Love Letter my Mother Didn’t Deserve

I did not go to my father’s funeral. He was an asshole of epic proportions, and there was…

I Wasn’t There When She Died

I wasn’t there when she died. As a matter of fact, I wasn’t there any of the times she died. Not one of her…

The day I let her walk away

I let her walk away three times. The first time, she chose doing so. But I chose to suffer myself with the…

American Babylon: A Profile of Sexual Assault Guilt

Unchosen

Oh God, it’s happening again. That feeling that my heart is coming unmoored, drifting away into a boundless sea.

I know you knew

saying a “special” goodbye to a world of hurt

He Was Here

It is 9:15 pm, last dog walk of the day. Earlier than the normal 9:30, but this day has been too long, and I am anxious for it to end.

The Art of Saying Goodbye

Healing, My Way

Rape before Foreplay became NO play

Rape Foreplay

So this happened….