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LadyPact -> I hung my head... And, I cried. (8/28/2016 10:30:05 AM)
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This is not a 'feel good' creative writing. If that's what you wanted, go somewhere else.
After three+ years, I think I'm coming out of the darkness. Where the cold would envelope my skin. The nights I would wake up, with the cold enveloping me. The cocoon that surrounded me, always. I spent a long time knowing the things that I know. Listening about how the "wounded party" could do what they wanted. Hurting me, my family, my community.
I really am coming out of the darkness. It only cost me my friends, my family, my teaching opportunities, the security of my children, and grandchildren. Times I wouldn't go out to buy milk. Times I had to step up and TELL people how I had to sit up in the middle of the night because my STALKER was coming. Because it was not safe to go outside. The person who ignored being banned.
There is no 'restorative justice' without admission or elocution.
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