During the last two and a half years I have been silent, my voice quiet and non existent. I misunderstood what the courts were saying to me. Today I adjust my sail and scream so I can clear my throat and begin to unload all the turbulence I have been navigating alone.
Two years ago I was attacked by a man who thought he could use my addiction and HIV against me. He did well as I have been tortured for a long minute in my own head trying to rationalize how I got here; how I will regroup? Continue reading...
