For 35+ years, I had three tiny warts on my neck. They weren’t beautiful. They weren’t ugly. They were simply part of me. They were there when I was a little girl growing up without emotional stability. Without a mother steady enough to guide me through fear, confusion, or self-doubt. I learned early to sit with my own emotions. To survive quietly. To build strength without being shown how. No one walked me gently into womanhood. I figured it out. They were there when I marri

Creating a space to document my daily emotions? Well, that's a fancy way of saying I needed a place to vent about life's rollercoaster of...