Healing My Own Way

During my marriage, the frequency and intensity of the abuse got worse over time. By the third and fourth years, it was almost daily: a day of not speaking followed by a day of berating. There were rare moments of […]

The Hoover Move

When I think of hoover, my first thought is of a vacuum. This makes sense because hoovering is essentially sucking the life, happiness, and soul out of someone. That was my experience anyway. I had never heard of this term. […]