I Am Not Her
“I looked at her wrinkles, which seemed to tell of her hard, unstable life. The saying goes, ‘Life is what you make it. You make your own destiny.’ Is that true? Is she to blame for all the pain she caused? I touched her hand and told her that it was over. She was so cold that it sent chills down my spine. It wasn’t anything different to me, because her touch was always cold even when she was alive…"
Family trauma and abuse can have lasting effects on people, and writing about it can be a cathartic process. It was just such a journey for Odeilla Kenman. Her new memoir (which is fictionalized in parts) is “I Am Not Her.” Haunting and deep, Odeilla recounts a troubled childhood and her emergence from its chains into a place of love and inner strength. Follow her through a heartbreaking narrative as she regains her sense of self and purpose.
“I looked at her wrinkles, which seemed to tell of her hard, unstable life. The saying goes, ‘Life is what you make it. You make your own destiny.’ Is that true? Is she to blame for all the pain she caused? I touched her hand and told her that it was over. She was so cold that it sent chills down my spine. It wasn’t anything different to me, because her touch was always cold even when she was alive…"
Family trauma and abuse can have lasting effects on people, and writing about it can be a cathartic process. It was just such a journey for Odeilla Kenman. Her new memoir (which is fictionalized in parts) is “I Am Not Her.” Haunting and deep, Odeilla recounts a troubled childhood and her emergence from its chains into a place of love and inner strength. Follow her through a heartbreaking narrative as she regains her sense of self and purpose.
“I looked at her wrinkles, which seemed to tell of her hard, unstable life. The saying goes, ‘Life is what you make it. You make your own destiny.’ Is that true? Is she to blame for all the pain she caused? I touched her hand and told her that it was over. She was so cold that it sent chills down my spine. It wasn’t anything different to me, because her touch was always cold even when she was alive…"
Family trauma and abuse can have lasting effects on people, and writing about it can be a cathartic process. It was just such a journey for Odeilla Kenman. Her new memoir (which is fictionalized in parts) is “I Am Not Her.” Haunting and deep, Odeilla recounts a troubled childhood and her emergence from its chains into a place of love and inner strength. Follow her through a heartbreaking narrative as she regains her sense of self and purpose.