I need to admit the truth. After all, I occasionally run a Confessional here and this is a space for me to be myself.
When I heard of the impending death of my molester, I felt something not unfamiliar: Rage.
For a moment, time [continue]
I need to admit the truth. After all, I occasionally run a Confessional here and this is a space for me to be myself.
When I heard of the impending death of my molester, I felt something not unfamiliar: Rage.
For a moment, time [continue]