Another Day, Another Dream

“Hey, Darla, what’s your biggest wish?” He called out into the kitchen where she was cleaning up the dinner mess. He must have been watching one of his goofy shows. She sighed and rolled her eyes but stayed silent. He wasn’t going to love her answer… He didn’t let it go, though, “Darla, c’mon… IContinue reading “Another Day, Another Dream”

Always the Trauma Writing…

Therapy, drugs, alcohol… Pick your poison. I mean, you do all the things, right? You pick yourself up, dust yourself off and push forward because that’s what the world requires. But some things… Well they get better but they don’t really ever go away. Of course, I’m taking about trauma and abuse. You live yourContinue reading “Always the Trauma Writing…”