
Volume 1
Stories written for the last time.
May - December 2022
Behind closed doors we fought, things were thrown, threats made. I was left on the street, no keys, wallet, or cell phone – completely locked out. I slept on the floor, the bathtub, I was forced to throw up, to purchase, to submit. I had a curfew. I couldn’t go anywhere alone and if I was alone I needed to be picked up.