Unlearning & Becoming

For years, I thought the worst thing he did was put his hands on me. I…

When he went to prison, I felt something I hadn’t felt in a long time. Silence.…

During my pregnancy, the drinking didn’t stop. If anything, it intensified. The emotional abuse grew sharper.…

He never left after that first night. There was no slow courtship. No easing into commitment.…

I remember the prayer clearly. “God, I’m done choosing my own men. My choices haven’t been…