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The Girl the Darkness Raised

Some books start with possibility.
This one begins in the dark.

Not the kind that steals the light —
the kind that slowly teaches you to see without it.

The Girl the Darkness Raised is not just a memoir;
it is a return to the places inside us we swore we’d never visit again.
The kitchens where hunger echoed louder than laughter.
The bedrooms where silence was the loudest sound.
The hallways we tiptoed down because even floorboards had opinions.

A.L. Childers does not tell her story —
she walks you back into it.

You feel the heaviness.
The smallness.
The way a child learns to read the weather inside a house long before she learns to read a book.

She writes about poverty without glamorizing it.
She writes about shame without drowning in it.
She writes about trauma without decorating it for applause.

Every sentence feels lived in.
Every chapter feels like a memory breaking through.

And as she moves from childhood to motherhood,
from chaos to clarity,
from disappearing to becoming,
you begin to recognize something:

This is not just her story.
It’s ours.
All of ours.

The story of the girl we left behind to survive…
and the woman who has to go back for her.

The Girl the Darkness Raised: A Memoir of Scarcity, Survival, and Becoming


📖 A Sample Page —

From Chapter 4: The Rules of Survival No One Taught Me

There are things children should never have to memorize,
Yet I learned them before multiplication tables.

Don’t cough when he’s sleeping.
Don’t speak when she’s thinking.
Don’t breathe too loudly when the air is already tight.

I became fluent in the language of avoiding chaos.

Some kids were raised by parents.
I was raised by the spaces between their moods.

I remember the night the world tilted —
the night that split my childhood in half —
the moment before I walked through that door,
still believing the world was mostly safe.

I didn’t know innocence could be stolen in a single breath.

After that night, I didn’t grow up.
I endured childhood.

An endurance that followed me into motherhood,
into marriage,
into the hollow rooms where anxiety curled itself into my ribs
like a tenant with no plans to leave.

For years, I mistook survival for strength.
For decades, I confused silence with peace.

But peace doesn’t come from pretending.
It comes from choosing.

Choosing yourself.
Choosing the girl you abandoned so you could function.
Choosing to walk back into the dark —
not to stay,
but to bring her out with you.

That is why I wrote this book.

To find the girl who slept on floors,
who ate sadness like it was supper,
who tiptoed through childhood like it was a minefield.

I didn’t want to leave her behind anymore.


🔥 Why Readers Cannot Put This Book Down

✨ Because the writing feels like memory — not storytelling.

You don’t watch scenes unfold.
You relive them.

✨ Because every woman sees herself somewhere in these pages.

The hunger.
The silence.
The motherhood that magnifies wounds you never healed.

✨ Because it is devastating and healing at the same time.

This memoir breaks you softly…
then hands you back to yourself.

✨ Because it explains the girl you were and the woman you became.

This isn’t a trauma dump.
It’s a rising.


👩‍💻 ABOUT THE AUTHOR

A.L. Childers grew up in South Carolina, raised by scarcity, shadows, and a mother who never saw the quiet damage.
She has spent her adult life rewriting the patterns that shaped her —
healing her body, reclaiming her voice, and telling stories that help other women see themselves.

With over 200 books across memoir, women’s empowerment, metaphysics, and health restoration, she writes with a voice that is raw, poetic, cinematic, and impossible to forget.

Find her books on Amazon under A.L. Childers
Visit her blog: TheHypothyroidismChick.com

 Books by A.L. Childers

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DISCLAIMER

This memoir deals with childhood trauma, poverty, and emotional abuse.
It may be triggering —
but it may also be the beginning of your own healing.



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