Six months ago, you laid there for the first time. The paper on the examination table sticks to your thigh with sweat making you shift uncomfortably. You knew you should be nervous, but the Ativan kept you calm. *knock, knock* three women came in and one began to explain that she’s the doctor who would be performing the abortion and that the other two were for support. She asked you to put each foot in the stirrups, and before you knew it, your mistake became a part of a stranger’s daily routine.
Read MoreBack in Spoken Black Girl's personal blog days, founder and Editor-in-Chief, Rowana Abbensetts, held the first ever Journal to Healing Challenge. Now the challenge is back and we're digging even deeper into our minds and souls for honest answers about healing through the art of journaling.
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