Inspired by my last name, I'm on a journey to better understand the intertwining of FAITH & HOPE.
I tried to get my daughter from him (there were now 2 women fighting him). He was so strong, and somehow, I’d ended up on the ground around, holding onto his leg while he held my daughter and my friend held him. I did the only thing I could think to do to make him let go of my daughter … I craned my neck up and I bit ... read more
By the time we’d moved to the better school district, the extent of how far I’d fallen and how lost I was spiritually was evident by the chaos I was tolerating in my home and marriage. I was either going to lose my mind, or I needed help. One night while “T” was out with “She”, I finally hit bottom. I remember sprawling out on the floor of our bedroom, nose to carpet with arms extended and ….
He controlled me with lies leading up to threats of parental kidnapping. During the final years of our marriage, at least once a week I tuck the kids into bed and watched my husband go out on the town with the live-in Nanny. He says this, but my eyes see that ... or at least I think they do. He says …. read more.
That’s when she told my mom about the abuse she had suffered at the hands of my dad as a young girl. That conversation led my mom to talk to my other two sisters, who both told a similar story. Then they asked me…. had dad every approached me sexually? Of course not! (I had the perfect childhood. Remember?)….
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