On Friday the 18th of December, I moved my kids and myself out of the home we had been sharing with their father and our abuser.…
I had a landlord once - he brushed his fingers along the outside of my dress and puckered his lips. I used to imagine we had sex, not because I wanted to be with him, but because I wanted to take control of the narrative. If I seduced him in my mind, the reality of his violation would go away.…
Last Mother’s Day I received a re-gift… more like something he didn’t want anymore that was still in the original packaging. I don’t expect to receive anything from him this year. Last year, he made sure to emphasize how horrible a mother I was and while in previous years I had received rings and handmade…
So... he has put his hands on me. People ask and I say no... I say no because how do you say yes. …
When I started out with this blog in January, my goal was to write here and eventually begin submitting articles and Essays under this pen name. It took some time to find the right topic to pitch, but with the premiere of HBO's Big Little Lies, I was immediately drawn to Celeste.…
I miss how fun sex can be.
Sex was never fun with him. Never giggles I didn't feel were part of my act. …
At the risk of stating the obvious, I am working on being Better than before... Before being "before" I found myself in this emotionally and financially abusive relationship.…
I felt the tears. The rush of the answer, "No"... meant my magical solution was gone. What was I going to do now?…
Much of what I have recently talked about is my routine and my striving to keep one.…
I am a hopeless romantic. It is part of my Love Language. I love a relationship for the beauty it should produce.…