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While my abuse began young, my healing began many years later. While those around me seemed to be living a wonderful, happy life....I spent years trapped in a life I longed to leave.

The seperation from those who caused pain is painful in itself. The constant fear of the cost of freedom is overwhelming at times.

Healing has to be done. Protection will always need to be in place. But the fake happiness is no longer and the truth lingers on my tongue, waiting to jump off and be heard.