The Old Scars That Bleed: The Aftermath Of All The Dead Flowers

This post will be autobiographical in part. The name of my abuser is denoted by an asterisk (*). We have no contact. I use the phrase dead flower and when …

Love Is Never Unsure

For my life, I can say that I have only really been in love 3 times. Like head over heels, I cannot breathe if he leaves the room–I drown in …

The Ugly Parts: The #MeToo Wolves In Sheep’s Clothing

Women lie. As a woman, and as a woman of a certain age, I am aware that women lie. A lot. One of the most offensive things women can and …