It made me feel like an object, cheapened to the status of just another sex toy- only slightly better than a blow up doll. And I let random strangers sext me and treat me as such.
“Leah! Come look at this,” she shouted from the other room. I looked around where I stood there in the tattered, worn and dreary space. We were upstairs in the old two-story building where our friends were starting an Eleos Coffee House. Though the main floor where coffee and fellowship would be looked fantastic, the… Continue reading Our House Is Not Our Home
Tuesdays and Thursdays are usually my favorite days of the week. During the times of 7:00 pm – 9:00 pm, I am blessed enough to be surrounded by a community of individuals who are in the same boat as I am. Or, at least, some of them are. And if they’ve upgraded their boat to… Continue reading Let’s Be Honest