Adena M'lynn's Voice

Let me introduce myself. I call myself Adena M'lynn – a survivor of childhood sexual trauma, an ex-convict, a psychiatric patient, and a person striving to liberate myself from the relentless nightmares that haunt my mind and compel me toward actions of devastation. I know I have talents that help keep me in a somewhat good state of mind, yet it never lasts. In my wake, like America, I  both create and destroy, leaving a trail of chaos, broken promises, lost friendships, and abandoned relationships that reverberate through my entire life. I have had a constant life of self-harm in ways most people would never think a person could do to themselves. Before I jump into deep water, I wish to clarify that I don't claim expertise in resolving the intricate challenges that afflict our nation. Nevertheless, I've been a silent observer of the heartrending tragedies that infiltrate our schools, homes, workplaces, sporting venues, churches, and every intersection of human interaction....

Dear Shareholders, Staff, and Former Staff, I want to begin by sincerely apologizing to each and every one of you for the hurt, confusion, and emotional turmoil I have caused by repeatedly lying and misusing money that I was entrusted with. My actions were wrong, and I alone take full ownership as no one else took part, nor was aware of what I was doing. Again, no one in the company or outside the company knew what had transpired. If the past tells me anything, I alone the crimes. I want to make it perfectly clear that Elizabeth Lay was not negligent in any way. She had no idea what had transpired, and had no way of knowing what I was doing. I realize her decisions were for the best, and she right. I had asked Liz to “protect” C-Hear once she took the lead. She and I had no idea that I had been the person that was doing wrong. I also told her; I would never ask you to lie or commit a crime on my behalf. I never have nor would I. Liz was met with resistance from the beginning by th...

by adena m’lynn My body was not my own Taken without consent Forced to endure the violence of his loin. My spirit battered and bent Too young to comprehend The evil he portends Stealing what wasn't his to take Leaving scars that forever ache He convinced me of his love,  Yet locked me in silence with every shove, Trapped in fear's cruel vice Fate was nothing more than a roll of the dice The pain he caused haunts me still  But I'm healing  Shedding shame that wasn't mine As I find my voice and say No more will he have power All secrets brought to light My spirit will now fly unbroken  I emerged from his blight.