He Has A Dad

I wasn't naive, I knew the separation and eventual divorce would be difficult. I knew the hurt, anger, sadness, shock, denial, and disappointment of our failures would get the best of us, at least during the early stages. From Day One, I was right. You were awful, I was awful, some less than supportive family and … Continue reading He Has A Dad

Anger Boiled Over

I am not afraid; you no longer scare me. Once so terrified of you, I spent hours scouring the Internet desperately trying to find your new address, license plate number, and make and model of your latest car. Not anymore. You've had your way with my emotions for the last time. Though not physically raped, … Continue reading Anger Boiled Over

When the Damage is Done

I hold no ill will and wish you peace. This I have told you time and time again. It seems every time a fair amount of time passes you reappear, just as you did when I was a vulnerable child, unaware of how to protect myself from your absence or your presence. I understand and … Continue reading When the Damage is Done

Alone No Longer

Surrounded by the beauty of the golden and amber leaves dancing their way off the trees, I couldn't ignore the feeling in the pit of my stomach. The chill in the air, the smell of the wood burning fire-place, which I had dubbed the “Winter Smell” in my eight year old mind, all reminded me … Continue reading Alone No Longer

Broken No Longer

"I owe you an apology, at the very least." That's what he wrote, that's all the liquid courage would allow him to admit. Obsessively reading and re-reading the email, I couldn't get past that one line, "I owe you an apology, at the very least." "At the very least" was perhaps the most puzzling part. … Continue reading Broken No Longer