God have mercy

I’ve held on long enough to the weight,to the worry,to the wounds that never stopped whispering. I carried memories that hurt more than they healed,and replayed moments that never changed.I tried to fix what wasn’t mine to fix,tried to make sense of what broke me. But now, I let go. I let go of the anger…

A Confession of Guilt and Reflection Dear Customers, My name is Sharon, and for over a year, I’ve been working in a clothing store on an upscale street in Manhattan. I never imagined I’d find myself writing this, but I need to speak my truth. It’s hard for me to believe how blind people can…

I can’t tell you the truth, I’m ashamed of myself, I can’t look you in the eye and say that I am not myself. I married you out of love but not true love. I felt as though I was about to miss the bus and I didn’t want to be alone. Although I also…