It's tempting to tell my own rape story but I won't. I will only say that I was 14 years old. I didn't tell the police. I didn't tell my mother. I only told the friend who accompanied me when I went l

****Trigger Warning For Content Related to Sexual Assault**** It took almost twenty years for me to acknowledge the break-in that happened a few short weeks before I left for college wasn't an attempt

  I didn't know what it was, but I knew it was bad. Really bad.   The pretty girl was popular, blond and she always hung out with a group of boys. They seemed to admire her, cater to her every nee

The other day I, unfortunately, made the mistake of listening to Ann Coulter for the first time. She was on the Piers Morgan show. I must admit from the beginning I took a dislike for this abrasive,

It's been a long time since I've ranted about life and stuff, this & that.  I know that the 'so called experts' will say it's not good for you to dwell on the negative.  Yes, agreed.  That's why I

All names are changed to protect the guilty.  This was a second gang rape.   Dear Tom,   I’m sure you remember me. We both lived in the same town at one time and you and I were in the same grade s

Today I feel like a ghost who is destined to lug a hundred pounds of chains around for eternity. Okay. Not really, but I am that pale.   Yes. I have had a bit of a bug the last few days. Exhaustion

I'm so eager to work on freeing myself from within that it has been hard to focus on much else.  That is what my life is about this year and I plan to make good on it.  As it goes with such things, th

  After my last blog entry, I felt a bit disappointed in myself.  This is because I could not discuss change without giving voice to the inner struggles I have around it. I will say more about that in

I overheard a woman say, “Girls can be SO catty.”The woman she was talking to responded, “They ARE, aren’t they!”It was a lesson my mother taught me. Her point was: “Don’t trust girls, they’re out to