“He hurt me, he scarred me, and even at forty-four it’s changed me forever. I thought of my students who’ve been through this and worse. It doesn’t matter if it happens if you’re fourteen or forty-four, it changes you, how you view the world. How you view yourself. For the first time, I could see myself as something else besides a strong, female teacher. I could be a strong woman.”
Preface This is the second part of my friend’s and another girl’s story. It’s a tale that is being told… Read more A Beautiful, Terrible Conversation – Part Two: Sitting At Home
Forward This has been hard for me to write, so I hope you bear with me. For my friend who… Read more A Beautiful, Terrible Conversation – Part One: Sitting in a Car
Losing a lot of weight the wrong way, becoming truly diabetic, and becoming a better person because of it.