One Year Free

Today is an important day. Today marks the one year anniversary of when I broke up with my abuser. It has officially been a full year since I walked away from him and the prison he put me in. By August 9th, 2016, I felt like I was falling apart. I didn’t eat, sleep, or … Continue reading One Year Free


Moving: the last night

I am moving this week. After months of waiting, I am finally moving out of the apartment that’s so deeply tied to my abuser and the hell he put me through. I am not moving that far, just to the other side of town. But I am hoping that a new apartment with a blank … Continue reading Moving: the last night