Behind the Scenes of Teenage Vulnerabilities

It happened again on Thanksgiving….I was described and defined by my, I don’t even know what to call it, the shittiest version of myself. There were so many other things that could have been used to describe this time of my life in my eyes. Eight grade?When you and your cousin didn’t get along?When Brooke was 12-13 years old?When Brooke was about to go into high school?When Brooke had braces? But my mother chose to…

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Why It Is SO Hard to Talk About Abuse

One of these days, I will be able to tell my story. To get it all out, to get it all off of my chest. To talk about my abusive relationship and all that came with. However, I don’t know why I still question. As the therapist in me says, “duh its cathartic.” Even so, I still question why people have this need. Why do I have this need to get this information out? Why…

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