No one knows what to say and frankly I don’t have the answer either, the slightest thing could set me off in any direction, from utter despair and depression to anger and rage to mind numbing silence and an inability to care for myself in the … Continue reading the face of rape
I’m waiting to make my first court appearance today. The first time I will lay eyes on the man I once loved with every ounce of my being. The man that made the decision to rape me. I have taken careful consideration how I look. … Continue reading Let’s have a go at it…shall we?
I used to make this drive with butterflies for a heart. Smiling all the way, blasting feel good music on my way to you, feeling good. My layers shed every mile closer I got to your front door until my smile was a mile wide and … Continue reading This road
I won’t open this with Dear, because there is nothing dear about you. Instead I will simply start and finish with the truth. The truth is, I am still processing what happened to me and even in saying that it makes me angry, because this … Continue reading An open letter to the man who raped me
So I’ve been very quite lately and decided that I would continue doing what I promised I would do and that is living an honest existence. The last week has had me facing 2 suicide attempts, being baker acted only to be released to attempt … Continue reading From beyond suicide
Dear, The memory of it came when I inhaled the fumes from the car in front of me at the red light. I’m not sure what it was about that smell that delivered me to the time that I sat up in my bed holding you … Continue reading
Oh where do I start? I suppose just like anything else I’m going to have to dive right in and just bare it all. It’s what I’m best at and it’s really the only way I know how to write…bare bones and ugly. I’m the … Continue reading I am not a convenience