Hey, he says, I hope you’re well. It was nice to see you in your car and wave hello even if it was nothing more, he says. Except, I know it was so much more than hello. It was hell, you know? To see my memory flash before my eyes with his smile and my... Continue Reading →
I’m Outing My Rapist
Content warning: discussion of rape and abuse. This is long overdue. I wasn't ready before, which is why it's taken so long, but now I have to get this off my chest. I can't keep protecting this man to avoid backlash when other girls may be at risk. The man that raped me is Melchizedek... Continue Reading →