Go Ahead And Cry

You’re not alone. You. There. In that lonely space, trying to keep the tears inside and a whimper behind your lips. Maybe you’re feeling anything but strong. Maybe your head is so heavy that simply holding it above your shoulders takes every ounce of...

Freedom From Terror

This is the fourth story in our “Freedom From…” Series, an 8-week series featuring women who have faced adversity and found freedom in the process. Our story today is from my friend, Hannah (name has been changed), who was raped many years ago. It was then that she...

Healing Pains

I was lying in bed taking it easy for a day or two while my stitches were in the fresh stages of mending from a recent surgery, and I was beginning to move slowly while resting between bouts of activity. My mind began to wonder, drifting from one random topic to the...

Imposter

The smile is quick and bright when you meet; however, she turns it off as fast as she rounds the corner—her happy expression turns to a snicker; her scowl reflects her scorn. She hides behind the smile, but her words give her away. Her actions are inconsistent with...