I hint at it on my About page.
Details aren't important, but what I've learned in this last half of my life is how sharing your story can save others.
For years, I lived ashamed and kept my story to myself. The rare times I had shared about my life, those who heard it reacted with judgment, lectures, reprimands. Angry that I had gone against some unagreed upon code of silence.
I now tell my story as a way to have others not feel the isolation of secrecy that I had been forced into. Far too long into adulthood.
Believe me, your story will keep knocking and knocking until the day you find yourself almost screaming it from the rooftops.
Life has serendipitously weaved its way into a perfect timeline for me. April is when my guest post at Letters for Lucas was slotted, where Tonya graciously allows an open letter to anyone in your life to be shared on her site.
Today, I write to all of those who were raised in Domestic Chaos. I hope you read, and I hope you never feel alone again.
Thank you, Tonya.
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