I am an open book. Sometimes maybe too much so. I have always believed that people can’t talk about you if you’ve already told everything there is to tell. Putting my truth into the world is sort of like therapy for me. The good, the bad and the ugly. Every post that I write, there […]
My Life Without A Biological Father
I do not know my biological father. I have never met him. There used to be a stigma attached to that. I have never been one to offer up that information. Maybe I was protecting my mother. Maybe I was protecting myself. We didn’t want to be judged. Or pitied. It was no one’s business. […]
