I wasted so many years trying to find the answers and solutions to my life visiting with my abusers. Incest is a gift that way. The ones who hurt you are your friends – they’re family. I wanted to love them and I wanted them to love me. I didn’t want to walk away withoutContinue reading “Don’t Trespass”
A Prisoner By No Crime of My Own
Rape. Incest. Murder. Then, I turned four. Storytelling for the brokenhearted.