My friend recently admitted to me that she's a victim of severe emotional and psychological abuse. Naturally, being a victim myself, I already knew that about her. The conversation we had brought back a lot of intense moments in my life, one of which she witnessed. I was fifteen, living with a family in a city … Continue reading Am I Still a Victim?
I remember the first time I thought of him as more than a friend. It was my one year anniversary of sobriety. It was an open meeting, and I was supposed to share my experience, strength and hope, whatever the hell that means. I was scared. I had never told the truth before. I had … Continue reading Falling in Love
She’s been noticing my scars. “Imma, what’s that?” she asks, as she gently traces the lines on my arms. I don’t know what to say. “Did you go to the doctor? Did he make it all better?” So I tell her the truth. “Yes sweetie, I did go to the doctor. I had a boo-boo … Continue reading Scars
G-d, Grant me the Serenity to Accept the things I cannot change, The Courage to change the things I can, And the Wisdom to know the difference. For a several years, I ended every day with the Shema, the Lord's Prayer and the Serenity Prayer. I understood the words of Shema, and held on to … Continue reading The Courage to Change the Things I Can
I landed in the emergency room again yesterday. It was the usual fun and games, until I noticed the slight worry lines and furrowed brows as one technician after the other tried to get my baby to move. I ate chocolate, no response. I changed positions, no response. I got poked and prodded with the ultrasound … Continue reading Oh Baby Baby