(⚠️Warning mention of sexual assault, murder, child loss, child abuse) This page is from my memoir series "Out The Mud In Heels" .... Today, I dropped Chapter 4 early. This was me at 15. I took these self-portraits right after my assault, wearing the same outfit. Because I had no voice, only art. My lens was the only place I could scream. Back then, I used my camera to capture pain in real time. Now, I use it to capture joy. My children. My farm. My healing. But the art still speaks for me. It always has. I don’t talk much in real life… I create, I observe & suffer from crippling anxiety. This memoir.... It’s the rawest thing I’ve ever shared. That’s why I released it as an episodic series. Because this story is layered. It’s trauma, and it’s triumph. And you don’t have to start at Chapter 1. Join in at any chapter and catch up when you’re ready. We also built a private reader’s circle where we cry, talk, heal, and hold space for each other. If you haven’t joined yet, now’s...