My life story is harsh and can only start with my worst nightmare. When I was 7, I was rapped by my mom’s step brother. I was only 7 years old, and that is what I have to remember of my childhood. When people would ask me, “how was your childhood?” I could barley answer … Read more
On the night of September 10, 2011, my life changed forever. As an only child, I grew up in a fairly sheltered environment and didn’t have a full grasp of how drastically pain, hurt, and trauma could impact a person’s life. But on this night, when I was separated from my roommates and headed to … Read more
Screaming. Crying. Sweating. Panting. Fear. This is how I would wake up every day for almost one year. For almost one year, I had to relive the pain and fear brought on to me by this man I believed was my friend. It all started one night at a party with some friends. One of … Read more
6 years old, is when you should be, learning to ride your bike, jumping rope at recess and your biggest problem is who you should invite to your birthday party. 6 years old, is how old I was the first time I was molested. He called himself ‘The Man’. He never gave me bruises, but … Read more
