From A Coccoon To A Butterfly: Shame that kept me captive

The true account of my becoming a homeless women. I kept this fact a secret from my friends and co-workers. The manager of a five star property in Manhattan without a home to call her own.

I did not have a shopping cart, my cart was a brand new car. A women full of hate and bitterness, blinded by the desire of being loved, but not knowing how to achieve it.