Broken can be beautiful. Does that sound strange to you? Do you believe that it’s actually true or that I’m just trying to spin something? Initially, it sounded strange to me too, but it doesn’t take more than a minute or two when I really think...
It was October 16, 1996. I am 15 years old and sitting in an assembly at my high school chatting with my friends when the nurse finds me and tells me that my Mom is here and needs to talk to me. Meredith is dead.I hear my Mom’s words before I ever make it to the...
Sounds like a funny thing to say right? I mean, you would know if you experienced trauma. Right?? Not necessarily so.So let’s start at the beginning. When I use the word “trauma” lots of things probably come to mind: war, rape, a...
