by Denita Bremer | Sep 24, 2023 | Blog Posts
It didn’t always work. I was young and didn’t have the self-control required. Once, we were at the lake and he was throwing all the kids into the water. He was the only adult that really played with us and made the boringness of growing up poor a little lighter. I...
by Denita Bremer | Sep 22, 2023 | Blog Posts
“He puts his hand down my pants and touches me!” Standing face to face with my mother in our front yard (if you could call the dirt patch next to 3 broken down cars a front yard), I remember not knowing what to say and just blurting these words out. I was eleven or...
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