Posts By: Desiree R.

On My Own Terms – I needed to feel safe and in control to face my past.

For the most part, my childhood is a blur, but I remember being about 7 and my uncle feeling on my backside when I was asleep. That’s when my hell began. At the time, I lived with my uncle and my mom, who was deep into an addiction. My baby sister slept in her crib. I lay on my top bunk feeling scared and confused.

I first told my story when I was 14 and spent … Read More

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