Dear Single Parent, I pray that by the end of you reading this letter that you will be more at peace understanding that you are not alone. As you reflect back on your own situation, wondering how you ended up raising your child alone, let us reflect together. I know at one point in time you were filled with happiness, overflowed with love because the man or woman you were with promised to be by your side always. They promised to be the best mother or father that they could be

"Your Body is a Temple" to me that meant that my perky DDD breasts and my slim waist was something that any man in his right mind would value. I thought it was what made me worthy of love. I thought that it was what made me beautiful. Therefore I treated it as such. It was always well kept. Dressed nicely. Partnered with a painted on smile, it exuded confidence that got me whatever I thought I wanted. I used it for validation. I used it for attention. I even used it for money