Dog fighting and Boston terriers as bait.

When my Boston terrier was just a puppy, I read that Boston Terriers were going missing; so made extra sure to lock my car when going into a store. I discovered that the reason, is a horrible one. Dog fighting  Or more accurately bait dogs. They evidently train the...

✨☝Be YOU

In my life I had a previous friendship that as my therapist described, was like, ”diving into the deep end before testing the water’  (a pool reference) which could be refreshing or a nightmare. This was a very accurate analogy for what I experienced. This...

Celibacy, sex and creativity

The best thing I ever did for myself was to stop dating for years at a time. Practicing CELIBACY. No intimacy with anyone and just being able to focus on my Life, my goals, my future. This (coming up on) four year period is different for me, because I am crippled,...

Surviving Not Thriving Continued

                   Last night when I woke up from a dream, I couldn’t help but think about the night that my ex body slammed me off of the bed, it fractured my collarbone. Which is the reason I needed three shoulder surgeries. Instead of just one. I screamed out the...

Surviving not yet thriving

  Surviving not yet thriving I’ve been alone completely, for 3 years and 10 months. How long it’s been since I got away from my abuser. My ex crippled me in May of 2020 and I spent months attempting to negotiate with him about my freedom. Often times he would...

Consistency and stability

I continued to experience trauma in highschool. House to house, I rarely had stability. The ultimate dream of mine- Consistency and stability. I went to prom with friends that were women; I never had a prom date that was a man, after my first dance experience with a...

To Share My Story pt 2

Continued from last week- To share my story involves me sharing moments that I hope, will encourage adults and youth alike to examine their surroundings better. I hope that in doing these pieces people will begin to understand that as a whole- who to blame...