Misery must love my company. He is always lurking behind every aspect of my life. Every closed door, every shadowed corner, every piece of furniture, he's there. He peers out at me from time to time, ...
She smiles as the warm sun penetrates the window, greeting her for the first time today. She awakens with a sense of fresh beginnings every morning. The stress, guilt, animosity, and resentment of the...
When she wakes each morning, she assesses the room before moving. She's trained herself to not provoke anyone, even in sleep. She slowly opens her eyes after listening for any tell-tale noises that wo...
As I sit here listening to the constant Christian music playing quietly from the bathroom, in the glow of Christmas lights two days later, I ponder to myself, 'Why?'. Why do we go through all of this...