Have you ever started a project that warmed your soul like golden rays of sunshine each time you made progress until the fateful day, your progress stutters to a halt and those golden rays get replaced by the inky blackness of despair? When days grow into weeks, months, maybe years said project remains untouched, a… Continue reading Staring Into the Abyss
So here I was, a grown woman who just turned forty having a go at the arcade to get my friend a few rubber duckies.
Last week, we left on a road trip in a suburban, headed for Nevada to bowl in a tournament.
We need to stop blaming the victims. We need to create a safe environment that protects them against the shame and blame from both themselves AND society to get them on the road to recovery.