Where the Wound Began Trigger warning: child endangerment. In the summer of 1979, my parents were living in separate homes, all six of us...

Aren’t dreams so interesting? I have always been a dreamer, one who recalls the dreams including the people and emotions that come with...

Sometimes in life, we need to eat the whole cookie. When I was only four years old my parents divorced. For those of you who read “How do...

A real look at how we interact with our parents, siblings, and the coming of age in a trauma-filled household. Journey with me as I learn...