Abuse comes in so in many forms. The effects manifest in so many ways. There’s so much to tell, yet I don’t know where to start. Daily I am compelled to write, but to who I know not. How to say it or what exactly to say, I know not. I only know it must…
Category: Christianity
Blue-cember
If you were raised by a parent with a personality disorder, I’m sure you have some stories to tell, and probably some pretty good doozies about things that happened during the holidays. My worst Christmas ever was when I was thirteen. We were a family that attended church each Sunday, so I knew that Christmas…
Curse Hunter 