Somewhere between motherhood, school, bills and trying to figure out who I was, something happened. I started having a life. My life. Not the life someone had chosen for me. Not the life I was trying to escape. Not even the life I thought I was supposed to have. Just…

Leaving changed my circumstances. It didn’t erase what had happened. I didn’t understand that yet. I thought being safe meant I should feel safe. But…

Confidence didn’t arrive all at once. It came in tiny pieces. A good grade. An assignment I thought I couldn’t do. A professor recognizing something…

I spent a long time defining myself by what had happened to me. Not intentionally. I don’t think I even realized I was doing it.…

There wasn’t a moment when everything suddenly became okay. No clean break between the life I had survived and the life I was trying to…

Hi, I’m Nova Leigh.
Not my given name—but the one I chose when I finally found the courage to tell MY truth.