I Tell My Story

Even in the year 2023, evil walks among us in the most scariest of ways. What you may consider as a neighbor, friend, coworker or even worse, your very own daycare provider may actually be a mask worn so well. Unfortunately by the time their mask falls off, a child has already paid the horrifying price.  A price, I once paid.  

I didn’t tell my story to make my ‘ birth family’ look bad, they did that on their own.  

I tell my story to bring courage, strength and hope to the so many who lived/live a childhood I once did.  

I tell my story to bring awareness about the monstrous predator my birth mother harbored and the multiple unsolved murders that followed his lifetime span.  

I tell my story to bring an understanding to a society that has drowned abused children into a lifetime of shame, secrets and silence.  

I tell my story because it is my God damn right.

If they wanted their part in my story to read better, then they should have made their part better to read!

 
A heartbreaking and horrifyingly told story of one girl’s determination to live.

A monstrous predator, a cruel family and a society built on secrets… How did I ever survive?

 
A true story of horror, courage and strength ♡

 
 Part One 1975-1982:https://www.amazon.com/dp/1953610161

Part Two 1982-2019:https://www.amazon.com/dp/1953610382

Understanding Childhood Trauma, Do You Understand It Now? Coming in July.