My reason for wanting to tell people my story has changed dramatically over the years. I first used to explain it to roommates in order to help them understand my quirky living habits and to have patience with me as I learned how to cohabit living spaces. You see, I…

I am a survivor of child abuse and neglect. I posted this on the 14 year anniversary of being set free from my basement prison. This was the first time I put my story out publicly. The life I live now is so wonderful and it makes me shudder to…

I used to read food magazines like they were pornography. I read each word like I was savouring a morsel of butter and brown sugar. I read the last few pages as slowly as possible already feeling the grey clouds looming, my sadness, at the magazine’s end. Fifteen steps and…