Wynette Richardson

Joined July 2020

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How do you know what's right?
I have 6 kids. In one of my previous stories, I wrote about fighting to get my oldest 3 back from my abusive ex-husband who currently has custody of them.
By Wynette Richardson4 years ago in Families
Fighting for my kids
It started 17 years ago. Around July, when my first baby was about 6 months old, I had enough of my abusive fiance. I planned a trip to go to my family's home for my sister's graduation and birthday party, and to stay there with my baby while he left. It may not have been the most up front way of getting away from him, but I was stuck where I had no family near me and only 1 friend who couldn't take me in. So I did what I had to do to get away.
By Wynette Richardson5 years ago in Psyche
Once Loved to Death
Do you ever have that feeling, deep down in your gut, that something is wrong, but you explain it away as paranoia or overthinking things? That’s what happened to me the first time my first husband, Josh, showed me the tiniest bit of his anger issues. I say tiniest bit yet think to myself now, it really wasn’t that tiny. The anger he showed me that night was beyond what any rational anger should have been in the situation.
By Wynette Richardson5 years ago in Humans
Once loved to death
There comes a time in marriage sometimes, like in life, where you ask yourself how much more you can take. You ask yourself if all the things wrong are real, or just in your head. You ask yourself if ending things is really the best option or if you just have not tried hard enough and you need to hang on just a little longer for things to get better.
By Wynette Richardson5 years ago in Serve
The Magic Blanket
There is a cabin in the middle of the woods. Inside that cabin is simple. There is a bed, a fireplace, a chest, and a rocking chair. In that rocking chair, sits a woman. The woman sits in this chair all day, and sometimes most of the night.
By Wynette Richardson5 years ago in Futurism
The Haze
There's a haze that happens, a fog almost, when someone physically attacks you. It's like it wraps around your mind and everything goes into slow motion. The violence of the situation can be seen in such clarity and detail, yet everything seems fuzzy at the same time.
By Wynette Richardson5 years ago in Psyche