Books helped me crawl out of despair their pages wrapping around my heart, telling me that I could survive this, I could keep going, and things would get better. They told me I wasn’t alone. Books save lives.
When I hear of books being challenged removed from libraries banned from shelves from the minds of young readers from hearts that need those stories to know they’re not alone to survive the pain they’re living I feel a sadness so deep my chest aches.
As in any community, there will be differing opinions and views of what is right, what is healthy. I understand that. But to try to remove my book SCARS–which is about breaking silence, finding healing and safety–feels wrong to me, on so many levels. If you’re triggered by something, you find a way to deal with that trigger. You go into therapy, you deal with your past. You don’t silence others.