Foreword

I waited for him to let me love him. He was my world, my man, the person I loved deeply with my entire soul, but it didn’t matter. I couldn’t have him, not yet. How long? How long would it take to understand, to know, to feel that he was ready to be mine? I didn’t...

Profile Of A Predator

  Meet Chuck and Pam Haskell.  Chuck and Pam attended church faithfully.  Every time the doors were open, they were there – Sunday School, Sunday morning, Sunday Evening, Wednesday evening, Thursday evening visitation, prayer meeting and revival...

An Open Letter To The Church My Abuser Attends

I grew up in a very sheltered, cult minded church.  We didn’t associate with the world or have fellowship with any other churches in the area.  The purpose of this, we were told, was to “protect” us from the evil in the world.  Sadly, most things in the world we were...

Are You Even A Christian?

  Speaking out against abuse and spreading awareness comes at a small cost.  Some will shut you out of their lives, and some will silently judge you.  Others yet will hurl accusations or insulting questions at you.  Here are a few comments/questions I’ve received...