I’d found the skeleton of a dead raccoon, and if my mother had known I was playing with it, she’d probably have tried to stop me. But mom was inside the house just then, making lunch for... Read more >>

I have a friend who hates the holidays. She told me this before Thanksgiving, and I replied with the usual, “I know right? The traveling, the shopping, and the traffic make it almost... Read more >>

My name is Nikita Daniels, born 1977, the best year of all. I was raised by my adoptive grandmom because my mom did not know her real mom; she was adopted too as a young child. I never knew life. I... Read more >>

My earliest memories are of my Father. I had some sort of rash, and needed A&D Ointment applied to it. I had been left in his care and he was changing me, and was to this point in the process. He... Read more >>

The effects of childhood sexual abuse on my life … How my former abuse affects my: Self-esteem Feelings Body (Image) Capacity for Intimacy Sexuality Parenting... Read more >>

This story contains graphic or mature content. Memories are like photo albums, forever capturing all aspects of life. But I didn’t expect a memory from my past to be triggered by a news... Read more >>

This is my story. Mum and Dad were loving parents. Mum had left work to look after my Twin sister and brother. Dad was a mechanic and mum had started baby sitting other kids to make some extra money... Read more >>

This is a true story. The names have been changed. Before the first hearing I called Angela and said, “You are not going to get the children because you are going to jail for having sex with... Read more >>

The events of this article are true. Names have been changed. At the time early in Angela’s pregnancy with Ivan, I was working at Smith Homes building manufactured housing. I regularly felt... Read more >>

Growing up, our father seemed like the best dad. All of my friends that came over were like, “Dang! I wish my dad was like that!” There were parts of him that were amazing. He came to all... Read more >>