Confessions

My skin still burns. The pain feels current, even though the waves of the abuse have long since washed away. Why do I still feel you? Why do I still see you? Your touch leaves a residue; a grime that … Continue reading

On the Duggar Family, and the Legacy of Abuse

I’ll admit it, I was a fan of the Duggar family. I did NOTĀ agree (and was often outraged) with any of their religious or political views, but I can completely disagree with a persons moral values and still respect their … Continue reading