From Trauma to Freedom
In that moment, my body was no longer mine; I couldn’t move or speak. He didn’t speak either. The only sound was his heavy breathing...
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May 11, 20208 min read
Who I Am at the End of the Journey
My mother had what some would call a “dirty” pregnancy, meaning my parents weren’t together and my father wasn’t in the picture...
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Jan 24, 20208 min read
No Longer a Victim
People used to look at me and see nothing more than an addict who couldn’t keep a needle out of her arm long enough to...
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Jan 22, 20208 min read
I Am Not Weak
I’ve often wondered what drove me to have those wicked thoughts of wanting to commit suicide. Did I, in fact, have a mental illness?...
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Dec 3, 20196 min read
Feathers of a Wing
They say that an angel’s wings are made up of the troubles of the souls they protect...
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Nov 7, 20198 min read
It’s Not the End Yet
You see, I was born to be a free bird. Starting from a very young age, I was fond of traveling, socializing with others, and exploring...
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Jun 26, 20196 min read
Empowered
I stared blankly at the interviewer, unable to comprehend the words she had uttered. Tears formed in the corners of my eyes...
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Jun 22, 20197 min read
The Lonesome Battle
I had an eventful and adventure-filled childhood because I was a wild kid. I always found myself in trouble with just about everyone...
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May 6, 20198 min read
I Don’t Belong Here
The sun came out not long after I was born on a chilly morning in August of 1987 in the heart of Transylvania, Romania. In the black...
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Apr 5, 20197 min read
No More Pain
When my father was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer in 2006, I remember an overwhelming feeling of relief. Relief. Who does that?...
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Mar 25, 20195 min read
I Do Not Keep Them Hidden Any Longer
As a young girl, my parents sensed that things weren’t right with me. I would jump back and forth between doing things. I would start...
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Mar 12, 20196 min read
Love the Skin You’re In
But the most prominent memories from my childhood involve my hands gravitating constantly towards my face and my skin...
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Jan 9, 20197 min read
From Darkness to Light
Every morning, I had to draw from what motivational reserves I had left to get through the day because I felt that just breathing was...
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Dec 19, 20186 min read
I Will Live on
I, on the other hand, was stubborn and lacked religious devotion, putting a gulf between me and my parents where I never felt as close...
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Oct 18, 20187 min read
Survival of the Innocent
But things wouldn’t always be so perfect. The world is full of sick, twisted people, and not before long, I became the target...
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Aug 1, 20189 min read
Free from the Inside
As the youngest and only girl in my family, I was spoiled a lot and had tons of fun when I was little. I remember coming down the stairs...
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May 1, 20187 min read
Yesterday Was but a Lie
My life can be best compared to a Lifetime movie. When I tell people about my upbringing, it’s unbelievable to them, but it happened...
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