Lately I’ve felt pretty voiceless. Like I have emotional laryngitis or something. I made this art journal page today in effort to express the feeling of voicelessness. As a child, I didn’t have a voice. I was threatened, hurt, scared and little. He was powerful and so much bigger than I was. But here’s the great thing….I DO HAVE A VOICE NOW!!! I can express what happened. It may not be pretty. People may not want to hear it. But I have freedom and no one can stop me from sharing my story. Now people can hear my screams and some of my whispers.