The sting of betrayal often comes from the people we trust the most. For me, it felt as if the whole world imploded because of one cold sentence in an email. It didn't just end a work relationship; it felt like a part of my soul was ripped out.  The words were a powerful strike: "PLEASE stop saying your intentions are to support and enhance the work of (Organization Name), it is clear by this email exchange that is not your intention." That one sentence wasn't a turning point—it was a...

There’s a familiar rumble that can still transport me back to childhood—the sound of a mail truck making its way down the street. As a...

"The person staring back in the mirror wasn't the Jaycee they knew, or even the Jaycee I remembered. A disconnect so profound that even looking in the mirror became impossible. I was imprisoned within a reflection that was no longer my own and I fucking hated it."