I was homeless as a child. We never slept on the street, but I remember sleeping in a car. I lived with my grandmother at the time and she was deep in her drug addiction. Most of the time we…
Tag: Homelessness
This is a difficult post for me to write. I’m going to be incredibly honest. Sometimes uncomfortably honest. But I need to get these things out of my head and off my heart. As part of my healing process and…
My heart is pounding as I type this. I’ve never been more honest and open on my blog. Sure, I’ve touched on personal things like my dating life and my unsuccessful Open Relationship, but that was different. This time I…