The emptiness of this room whispers to me with the same pain you had in your voice: “Sometimes love just isn’t enough” With those words you made the poetess in me want to set on fire all of the poems she wrote. If not love, then what?
Guys, I noticed that the #savingme email inbox was still quite empty so I thought of giving it another shot. I know It’s weird that I am asking you to send in your abuse stories but I think they could be really helpful to you and to others. Maybe someone reads a story who is […]
I had doubts from the beginning and I guess I should have listened to that voice in my head saying: ‘’slow down girl, it’s going so fast’’. Not really sure what was I looking for, maybe some love and affection. I knocked on the wrong door and entered a chamber of regret that has no […]