Nearly 20 years ago – when I was still a teen - I was told not to share my story in order to “protect” others in the family that might not be able to handle the truth. Many friends have known my story, but for me, feeling obligated to stay silent for others’ benefit was always a heavy burden. BUT…It’s my story. I get to decide. And now I speak out completely publicly for the first time.
I was sexually, physically and psychologically abused as a young child and he’s out ther
I know it was a little veiled (sarcasm), but my last blog was, ummmm, troubled? Here's the thing about being really transparent and vulnerable to your followers, you have you own your crap and then do something about it. My birthday was Tuesday, obviously and by Friday I was over myself. So annoyed by my own whiney ass that I could not stand listening to my own thoughts. What did I do about it? I got mad, in a good way. I literally said to myself, "Get up off your pathetic bu
Today's my birthday. I like birthdays but this year seems very ordinary. This post is not meant to draw out validation, but it is meant to offer transparency. It is meant to be an outward telling of an experience that I believe many people have but don't talk about. Real talk: Sometimes life is real shitty. Doesn't mean it's always going to be that way; but, the least honest thing I can do is write when things are great or inspirational and then retreat when the shit gets dee