I will never be whole if I stay in the place that broke me. Because the girl I grew into was a sum of those who hurt her most, and that bitter taste in my mouth never turned sweet. Continue reading Sammi Says: I Can’t Go Home
I’m not sure who needs to hear — read — this, but I know I do. Be easy on yourself. You’re human. Continue reading Sammi Says: A Page From My Journal
I never seem to enjoy happiness without this deep gnawing inside my gut. To feel anything, I must feel everything. Is that simply a result of being alive, or is there something wrong with me deep inside? Continue reading Sammi Says: Who Am I Without My Pain?
It’s hard to bury the idea of someone. You can’t throw dirt on their name just to numb the pain, but you can’t bring them flowers, either. Continue reading Sammi Says: Grieving
There is a pain in me I know all too well. It is a pain that was inflicted when I was just an innocent child. Four years old, quite literally trapped inside my closet with a monster. What most children … Continue reading Sammi Says: I Will Heal From This, Too
Underneath my extreme desire for comfort and security, there was a scared little girl who just wanted to play it safe. Continue reading Sammi Says: My Life Is Not What I Expected — It’s Better