Blood Dripping

When I was a pre-schooler, around the age of 4, I have this memory of being dressed in a ballet … More

A Narcissistic Lullaby

“Hush little girl, don’t you dare say a word, You must forget all that, you’ve seen and heard. But if … More

A 180° Turn

As of this last week, my story of healing has taken a large step in the opposite direction. Unfortunately these … More

Story Of Healing

My blogging journey began with the memories and now it has transformed into one of healing. When I first began … More