My Books Are Where the Wild Things Are

You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like?

I have been an avid reader my whole life. I started forming my library in my teenage years. I have a forty-year book collection, yet I cannot have it.

I left an abusive relationship two years ago. I have been fighting for my freedom ever since the day I walked out. The judge awarded my abuser half of my book collection and he doesn’t even like to read.

I left with only a suitcase. He has a court order forcing him to give me my belongings, yet he continues to believe he can bully me. I still cannot have my books. He refuses to follow the court order. I have to fight him still.

My ideal library would contain all of my beloved books . . . My friends found within the pages, my comfort and my peace. Yet, I do not have them. I left in a hurry. He lied. He cheated. He is an abuser, and he is above the law.

My battle rages on. And my books remain in the possession of the man who took everything from me . . . My clothing, my books, my artwork, and my identity.

I only wish for my books . . . And as long as they come home to me, my favorite place to read would be wherever my books are safe and shelved.