Once upon a time, writing was my escape from childhood trauma, abuse, and neglect. Then a funny thing happened; as my PTSD got worse, my words went away. When I wasn’t dissociated, I became an expert at hiding in plain sight. I became an invisible girl. I grew into an invisible woman. I tried to do all the things I wanted to do with my life, but I did them while hiding away from the world as much as possible.
Every day I grow stronger and healthier, and my words are starting to come back. I have also discovered a love for photography. So this blog was born; a place for a formerly invisible woman to share her art with those that find it. I am not afraid to be seen any longer.
It is my hope that other invisible people will find this blog, and embrace their own radiant selves.