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
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The Only Chains I Can Break Are My Own
For years, I believed I was born to break generational chains. I thought if I loved hard enough, prayed long enough, explained things clearly enough,
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
Day Five: Remembering the Closing of Doors
Today was Day Five. There were fewer tears today. In fact, I almost made it through the day without crying at all. The tears only
Day Four: The Wanderer
This morning I woke up crying. It was literal lamenting. It wasn’t the quiet kind of tears that disappear as quickly as they arrive. These
My Voice Unchained 