Naomi LoudTrauma as an Old FriendHOW YEARS OF GASLIGHTING STILL WHISPERS HIS NAMEOct 24, 2020Oct 24, 2020
Naomi LoudOnce More With FeelingI had decided I was going to do a few bumps of cocaine Saturday night. Or maybe even MDMA depending on my mood. This decision came on the…Nov 21, 2019Nov 21, 2019
Naomi LoudTwo kinds of loveMonths after entering my twenties, I fell in love for the first time in my life. My twentieth year was a loaded year as it was…Jan 23, 2018Jan 23, 2018
Naomi LoudThe whispers under my skinSometimes, the idea of writing about my past makes me feel sick. And some days, I can’t bare it at all — I look at my computer in disdain…Jan 20, 20184Jan 20, 20184
Naomi LoudLet the truth stingThis morning, I woke up with an email from my ex after nearly four years of silence. The email was full of self-serving apologies. Sawyer…Jan 16, 20189Jan 16, 20189
