by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 19, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“I am a pastry chef. I started working in restaurants and loved it. When someone says, ‘Oh my God, that was so good. I never had something like that before,’ it makes me want to keep pushing. A lady walked in angry and hungry and left doing a happy...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 18, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up in a good household, but my dad was an unavailable alcoholic. I always wanted to make him proud but that could never happen. I just wanted someone to tell me I was beautiful and sweet and I was the best thing that ever happened to them. My dad died and had...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 17, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“My mom became a photographer and that is how I got into photography. I remember spinning around in a little green dress and riding my bike really fast because my mom was doing a stop action class. When I was little, I dreamed of changing the world and thought...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 16, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“My father was into weed and cocaine and abusive to my mother. He had a children’s photography studio at home and behind the studio was a hidden door that led to a room with two freezers full of cocaine. My mother was a bartender and daddy played music in...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 15, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“I had good parents who got along well. I watched Jerry Springer and wondered how could those ladies be so dumb? I thought domestic abuse only happened to trashy people. I never thought it could happen to me. I met my first husband in college and it proceeded...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 14, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“I am 43 and have been holding all of this inside for so long. The abusive relationships started when I was in 10th grade. I got pregnant the next year and my baby’s daddy was my abuser. He found a branch that fell off a tree, peeled the bark off, shellacked it,...
