The Devil You know
A blog for the voiceless
Tag: child abuse
Just wait for another sunrise. Give it 24 hours.
I remember the first time I tried to kill myself. It was just honestly a break in the space-time continuum I had going after decades of pain. A momentary darkness, and a suffocating hopelessness that had knocked the wind out of me. I’d decided… Continue Reading “Just wait for another sunrise. Give it 24 hours.”
Ezekiel 33:8-9
Excerpt from Chapter 14 My steps seemed in ordinately slow as I approached his house. My body felt sleek and fluid. That familiar warmth making its way up from my feet again, circling around my legs and settling between my thighs when I opened… Continue Reading “Ezekiel 33:8-9”
A random childhood memory
The summer air was pungent in my nostrils when the car stopped in front of a house I had never seen before. Then my father got out, opened my door, and I remember vividly how heavy that lilac was in the air. In the… Continue Reading “A random childhood memory”
Excerpt Chapter 10:
**She’s remembering her second time and getting lost in her own thoughts as she sits in her car while trying to track down a man named Robert Negro – A convicted rapist and murderer whos “done his time” She find herself down the street… Continue Reading “Excerpt Chapter 10:”
Excerpt Chapter 3: My mother
**Trigger warning: The following piece contains graphic depictions of child abuse and alcoholism** My father told me I was born on the coldest night in January, 1978. My father, then nineteen with my mother who was eighteen, wrapped me in a blanket they bought… Continue Reading “Excerpt Chapter 3: My mother”
Excerpt: Chapter 1
I used to wake up every morning and tell myself the biggest lies about how everything would be ok. Now, I’ve come to terms with reality and I tell myself the truth. I tell everyone the truth about how I feel. Those things that… Continue Reading “Excerpt: Chapter 1”
When my mother passed away
Trigger warning: The following piece contains detailed description of death, alcoholism, suicide and child abuse. This is a true personal story. When I went to identify my mother’s body in the funeral home I opened the sealed envelope that contained her autopsy report. She… Continue Reading “When my mother passed away”
The Devil You know 