The irony of my amazing life…

I watched the video I made titled "My Amazing Life" again for the first time in a long while and it shook me. There smack dab in the middle of my spoken word about the gratitude I felt for my life... was him. My rapist. I had to pause the video. I stared into the …

The power of forgiveness

"I had bits of memories, like scraps of paper pressed between the novels of what I knew to be true, that hid tiny truths within my pages whispered between bruises and never quite scratched the surface, never settled as deep as the blows." My truth was that I was so comfortable living in my pain …

Gilded Cage

I don't want to bore you with inauthentic garbage. I want to spill the contents of my mind and hope that something genuine lands on this virtual paper. So what issue to discuss today? The fact that I get affirmation from others that the contents of my head are sometimes worthy of sharing but I …

The ugly truth.

Quite frankly not a topic I ever wanted to discuss, which is all the more reason to put it out there and let the chips fall where they may. I was pretty much forced into this conversation by a seemingly well-meaning gentleman, although the aftermath let my insides twisted and feeling like minced meat. He …

Letter to self

The letter I wish I had written to myself years ago. Dear self, It is ok. All of it. Every last bit of every single thing you have ever been and ever done is ok. There is nothing that defines you. You are limitless and boundless. You are forgiven. I forgive you. For everything. For …