Not Alone

They were serial killers, both of them. They were also the people my mom chose to babysit my sister and me.  Regardless of where we were, I was happy if it wasn’t at home with an emotionally absent mom and an abusive stepfather.  When we were at home we were padlocked...

Emotional Wounds Run Deep

Equality I am writing this piece to bring awareness to the equal severity that the impact of childhood emotional abuse has on an individual’s adulthood, to that of other types of abuse. Perhaps you have noticed, the same as I, that emotional abuse appears to be...