Since childhood Charisse has conspired with her best friend to completely destroy the man that made her mother's life a living hell and her life a life filled with emotional pain and hurt and misery. With the passing of her mother, she and her best friend decide that now is the time to go after the despicable man that is her father. Her father, Connelly O'Brien, the famous fashion photographer and a man with his treasure kept securely in his penthouse apartment, becomes an unsuspecting target
Whether it was cruising the gym locker rooms or random hookups off the internet, anything dealing with his sexuality belonged to a world guarded by secrecy. The "Joteria Chronicles" are a series of vignettes reflecting real life sessions during the time I spent as a Counselor for LGBT Youth and Adults.
I was tired of this. Everything he did to me, hurt me. But I still loved him. Our love would never end. Or maybe it would. Everything he did to me, hurt me emotionally and physically. Whenever he slapped or punched me, I was too scared to fight back. Too scared to just break away from him. I was afraid that he would abuse me all over again.
Since childhood Charisse has conspired with her best friend to completely destroy the man that made her mother's life a living hell and her life a life filled with emotional pain and hurt and misery. With the passing of her mother, she and her best friend decide that now is the time to go after the despicable man that is her father. Her father, Connelly O'Brien, the famous fashion photographer and a man with his treasure kept securely in his penthouse apartment, becomes an unsuspecting target
Whether it was cruising the gym locker rooms or random hookups off the internet, anything dealing with his sexuality belonged to a world guarded by secrecy. The "Joteria Chronicles" are a series of vignettes reflecting real life sessions during the time I spent as a Counselor for LGBT Youth and Adults.
I was tired of this. Everything he did to me, hurt me. But I still loved him. Our love would never end. Or maybe it would. Everything he did to me, hurt me emotionally and physically. Whenever he slapped or punched me, I was too scared to fight back. Too scared to just break away from him. I was afraid that he would abuse me all over again.