Released: Conversations on the Eve of Freedom

by Gypsy-Rose Blanchard

“That bitch is dead,”

Fear, manipulation, and isolation were all I knew of your kind of “love,” and the lingering question of why I was unable to be allowed the one thing that everyone else seemed to have—the ability of free will.

YOU HAVE ONE MINUTE LEFT.

Grandma used to call her own husband a “man whore.”

aka the hole.

Practice is not perfect, so sometimes you lapse.

Faith is having a feeling that you are safe. And that what is making you safe has the power to see you through anything. It’s kind of like you are in the palm of God’s hand. You can go through a hurricane, you can go through a tornado—any kind of storm—but God has you in the palm of his hand and he won’t let anything happen to you. You are safe. That is faith to me.

When I pray to God, I ask him to give me the strength I need to be a good person and to reach my potential for the rest of my life.

I do believe people can change some things with age and wisdom. I mean, I’m definitely not the same person I was twelve years ago. There is growth and change over a lifetime.

I want God to forgive me and take care of my mother in heaven.