My friend invited me out for lunch at this nice, clean sit-in place, where I got to order a salad of my choice with two chicken toppings out of a wall-mounted variety. I don't remember the name of the place. However, it was a nice experience. Thereafter, we headed down to one of my favorite dessert destinations, the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory in McAllen. It had been a while since we just...

My Bipolar Disorder is a result of family violence, but I didn't know until I was educated at Mujeres Unidas. Some of the stuff I encountered they called domestic abuse and strictly between spouses. No outside sources or influences. In knowing so, it's how I've been taught to survive and escalate matters to make sure that my case doesn't get dismissed in the court of records. I've also learned...