A coming-of-age memoir. I have a wild story to share. Some of it I remember, some of it I think I remember, and some of it exists thanks to a hoarder-like collection of memorabilia.
Welcome to the first draft of my life.
author’s note: it has taken me years to get to the point where i can openly talk about my childhood- and i still struggle to admit or remember many things. i thought it best to start with the timeline. as i blog, i sift through every scrap of paper and photograph i can find. i remember things in a flash but there are some spaces that remain dark and unattainable. i have interviewed family members. i try to make sense of the chaos and abuse, and struggle to find answers. my parents had their own emotional & mental struggles, but it is hard to understand their destructive path, and the family that watched us fall apart.
Update: My published memoir is available! https://www.amazon.com/Girl-Who-Wasnt-Me-Memoir/dp/108062547X