Who Are the Good Guys?
Miami was sleepy in the ‘50s—nothing like the bustling buildings and energy it has now. When my family moved across town...
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Jan 6, 20207 min read
When the Truth Came to Be
To me, my father, my so-called “hero,” single-handedly ruined my life and my family, all over a personal dispute...
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Nov 11, 20199 min read
Yes, I Do
...They also showed me the harsh reality of life and death. Knowing that one day we’d be here and the next we’d not always terrified me...
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Oct 10, 20198 min read
Leaving Hate Behind
I was born in 1982, grew up in and around Raleigh, North Carolina, and was raised by a mother who lived and breathed drugs...
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Oct 4, 20198 min read
So, I Was Made Anew
I know she loved me, deep down, but she loved drugs more. When I was little, she tried selling me for $1,000 to fund her addiction...
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Aug 6, 20198 min read
First and Foremost, I’m a Mother
Being the fourth of fourteen children, there was little love or food to go around in our household, and from an early age, I wanted out...
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Apr 6, 201811 min read
When Being Strong Was My Only Choice
My father, however, was a very adventurous person. He was not satisfied with what he had and wanted to do something different. Without...
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