

Before the climb: Life next to a pedofile and how we escaped


As usual, jumping right in. While most people believe I probably have emotional baggage, I don’t. I was so young at the time and so oblivious that it was never really a problem. No trauma, no baggage. Nothing. Jennifer was a weird woman to me as a kid. I remember her gifting me chalk one day and her leading me into her house. I was smart and told my mom first, and that desicion may as well had saved