My Big Ugly Secret

The Big Ugly Secret Today I learned something that shook me to my core: I am the product of incest. Even typing those words feels heavy, confusing, and honestly—gross. My first reaction was disgust, but then the compassion came too. My mother was just a child in this situation, and when I think about that,Continue reading “My Big Ugly Secret”

Volleyball, not just a game!

How Volleyball Helped Me Heal and Discover My Purpose How Volleyball Helped Me Heal and Discover My Purpose There are moments in life when you don’t realize you’re unraveling until something unexpectedly holds you together. For me, that “something” was volleyball. I’ve loved the sport since I was young—the sound of sneakers sliding across theContinue reading “Volleyball, not just a game!”

Basketball

Basketball Was My Escape Hey all —Today I want to share a little writing from my book. Basketball. I started playing in the 8th grade. Compared to volleyball, it was much harder — way more running, way more aggression. But once I got the hang of it, it became easier and easier. I was aContinue reading “Basketball”

Childhood Trauma

The mind of a child is already complex.  After my attack, I was now burdened with uncontrollable anger, anxiety and I was also triggered into hyper sexual activity.   You hear the phrase all the time “she is fass”.  She is this and she is that. She is promiscuous.   How about she has an issue?  SheContinue reading “Childhood Trauma”

LIFE AS A COLLEGE ATHLETE

How did I get my scholarship? Nothing could have prepared me for college athletics!!!!  The amount of running.  It required tons of time and effort.  There was “tons” of running.  I worked out all summer Arkansas.  I lifted and ran at War Memorial Fitness Center in my home city.  I was actually employed at theContinue reading “LIFE AS A COLLEGE ATHLETE”

THE “Diagnosis”

I was diagnosed with depression, anxiety disorder and PTSD after my ex and I separated. I struggled with these things for years but I think the diagnosis is what made it real. I thought to myself I am flawed I have a medical condition. After a total meltdown after a martial counseling session I hadContinue reading “THE “Diagnosis””

Childhood Trauma

I made a promise to always be the best mom I could possibly be because that was the main puzzle pieces missing in my life.   The presences of a mom has always been a sore topic of discussion for me.  My biological mom had me at 17-years-old.  She was freshman in college and worked aContinue reading “Childhood Trauma”

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