"Matt is not your son, Mark is his father! I blurted out.
That random statement unleashed years of dysfunctional family dynamics and chaos. Unveiling secret acts and horrific abuses committed by the people we trust to love and protect us. I have spent a lifetime in turmoil, covering up, hiding behind curtains and peeking out window blinds. That declaration would become the catalyst for my desire to become heathy and unmask a chronic disorder that kept me living in utter pandemonium. Was this my destiny, would this one day be my life story?