I see your face everywhere haunting me til I can’t tell which man is actually you. But is there even a difference? Because he who drives past me in the morning, breaking neck to check me out as I try to just walk my dog and live, is causing a traffic accident in my heart... Continue Reading →
Above photo taken by Gracie Marie. Check out her work! Content Warning: this post discusses PTSD as a result of sexual assault This is hard for me. This isn't something I've told many people. This may come as a shock to some of my family and friends. But I need to tell my story. The... Continue Reading →
