Author Christa Perrow
People were trying to tell him he was a genius, a brilliant, sharp, and successful young man. With every question he aced, and every problem he solved, he became a prodigy, praised for his impeccable knowledge. As his success and… Continue Reading →
I’m just trying to figure out how to function in this chaos, as years of memories were wiped away, thrown away by your immaturity. You wanted to leave, to abandon this mess you created. Why? Why are you leaving? What… Continue Reading →
“I thought I could make it. I really thought I could make it.” I kept uttering under my breath as tears streamed down my cheeks. I could barely keep my eyes open as I scanned the room for an exit,… Continue Reading →