Today is Day 53 of being no contact with my entire bloodline. When I think about where I am now, I realize that not much
Tag: grief
My Voice Is Unchained, But the Chains Still Hurt
The Silence After the Battle I thought freedom would feel different. I thought that after all these years of fighting for my own autonomy, after
Day 33: Freedom Still Hurts
Yesterday reminded me that healing isn’t always quiet. Someone I hadn’t seen in decades showed up at my door on behalf of my father. For
Day 29: Taking Myself Out of Their Story
It has been exactly 29 days since I closed the door. 29 days since I walked away from my entire bloodline and every single associate
Day 7: When the Story Ends, the Story Begins
Seven days ago, I went no contact with the last remaining link to my family: my father. It was something I needed to do. The
Day 6: The Silence
Today was the first Saturday of my new reality. For years, Saturdays meant a phone call from my father. Sometimes too early. Sometimes at inconvenient
My Voice Unchained 