Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
To begin a new life in a new country involves compromise and can be both a blessing and a burden. I’ve experienced both in the same day. It was one of the hardest days of my life.The lump in my throat stopped me from saying goodbye to my family verbally. Read more
My husband and I sat at our undersized dining room table across from an escrow agent in a mismatched room ragged at the corners from being both over a hundred years old and a rental home for thirty. The woman’s low voice skimmed over the stack of contracts one by Read more
The saddest thing about betrayal is that is never comes from your enemies. This is a powerful statement. I think that I am a kind, loving and fair person, but I, too, have been fileted on more than one occasion, and it can hurt. Having established that, now what do Read more
I can go get art etched into my skin. I can change my exterior, greatly and forever transform me, in only hours. And that feels like power. When you live your whole life with a pain that aches deep and hollow in your chest…When your stomach clenches and turns in stabbing pains from anxieties out of your control…When the pain is inside, incurable, persistent and strong, you either fall apart…
I’ve spent a lot of time “waiting” in my life. As a kid I grew antsy with impatience, waiting until I was “older” to start dating, to go to the mall unsupervised, to learn how to drive. I was counting the days until I turned 18, giddy at the idea Read more
1976. I am 6 I have 2 mothers, 2 fathers, 3 sisters. Bernadette is my fairy godmother mom, my nanny during the day. She loves me like she loves her own children, Laure, Valérie, and Géraldine. I love them like I belong with them. They belong with me. We are Read more
Are you a victim abuse? Maybe you recently asked yourself this question but didn’t know the answer. There are many types of abuse, and it can sometimes be hard to recognize, especially in your day-to-day life. Abuse can be especially hard to see when being abused by someone you care Read more
I savored each glossy page, mistaking the world contained within you for reality. As I looked at “who wore it better” and “baby bump or burger” you taught me my first lessons about my body. You showed me that life was a competition, and to win you needed a toned tummy.