When I was my daughter’s age I spent my weekends at jail to see my “dad.” I remember being nervously patted down before I could enter to see him. I’d be scared around the other inmates visiting their family…I’m so thankful my kids have absolutely no idea what that experience is like.🙏💗 I grew up fearing men. My mom told me they always want one thing — they love you and then leave you. It’s what she experienced so I don’t blame her for trying to warn me.🥺 But I’ve learned that not all men are

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When I was about 8 years old my dad decided drugs were way more important than his family. Methamphetamine was the drug of choice. He had been abusive my entire life since my earliest memories, beating my mom, trying to smother her, leaving me on the side of a highway with no shoes when I was 6 years old…so the drugs weren’t the straw that broke the camels back by any stretch of the imagination, but the choice to do drugs was just the extra pain point in a long string of issues. My dad is now in