The Weight of Fear
"The Weight of Fear is a haunting and deeply personal exploration of generational trauma, spiritual darkness, and the lasting impact of growing up in a home shaped by poverty and violence. At the center of it all was a brother overtaken by a force no one could explain—and no one dared to name. His presence cast a long shadow over her childhood, instilling a fear so deep it followed her well into adulthood. But this is not just a story of fear. It’s a reckoning.
With raw honesty and quiet strength, the author traces her path through decades of silence, unraveling the tangled legacy left behind by those who came before her. In confronting the darkness, she uncovers moments of grace, unexpected strength, and a deeper truth that offers a way forward—not just for herself, but for anyone carrying the weight of what was never theirs to hold.
Reader Voices
I was born into a world that did not want me, a world where struggle was a given and violence was a way of life. Another little girl was another mouth to feed, taking up space, adding to the chaos. Hunger was a looming threat, and children were not spared its cruelty. I was one of eleven children living in a house too small for the thirteen bodies crammed inside it, and with walls too thin to keep out the cold. But those walls were able to contain years of secrets.
Survival was a lesson learned before speaking in sentences. Survival meant speaking only in a whisper, keeping your distance, never making eye contact, never attracting attention, never sitting in the wrong chair, never walking in front of the TV, never slamming a door. And always knowing where to hide. Survival was never showing emotion and never revealing your pain.
Little girls, three, four, and five years old, knew these rules and followed them. Little girls, barely walking, learned that walking on eggshells is painful to little feet and can leave permanent scars. The scars were not exclusive to the little ones. The older brothers and sisters experienced their shares of physical and emotional wounds. Even Mama and Daddy suffered unimaginable treatment that made their children yearn to protect them.