Love and pain are all but synonyms in my mind. The two cannot exist apart from each other. Love is always accompanied by heart break, and I'm okay with that. Pain has been my greatest, most consistent teacher.
Tag: Pain
Four Years Later; Unpublished, Open Letter to My Dad
I walk through this world as a woman. In 2016, as a woman, a survivor of rape and domestic violence, I was devastated. I love my father more than anything, but he failed me when he voted for Trump. On inauguration day in 2017, I wrote a letter to my dad I never sent. Today, we welcomed hope into the Oval Office in a historic moment, but this letter has lived in my heart for four years. Even though we voted hate out, we have much work to do. Four years later, this letter still holds true for every one of the 74 million men and women who voted for Trump in 2020.
Miscarriage
Four years ago would have been my due date, but I had a miscarriage at thirteen weeks. I still grieve. It still hurts. I had wanted to protect my baby from the world, but I couldn't even protect them from my body.