On Being a Woman Who Was Left: Cultivating Love in the Hollowed Out Spaces of My Heart
Several years ago my five year old cousin walked into the living room and asked me why I was crying.
Several years ago my five year old cousin walked into the living room and asked me why I was crying.
On April 7th I will be 6 years sober and a lot can happen in six years, redemption, renewal, rectification,
I think I said something along the lines of, “I’ve spent a lot of my life being broken and then