I don’t want to be the name on your next bleeding heart law. I refuse to stand idly by as your medusaec heads echo empty apologies. My well is dry and the buckets keep coming. The neon sign says closed but your blind eyes keep tugging. No law is finite, no job description complete, your […]
Originally posted on Free The Truth:
You will not find pictures of me next to my blogs; I don’t even own a cell phone and this is the first social media I have used this decade. (Let that sink in for a bit) Privacy concerns stemming from escaping domestic violence have prevented me from joining the…
Our scars are reminders of our strength, not the source of it. Refuse to be defined by the events that make life difficult!