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My mother has always told me that I’m beautiful. I have countless memories of a young me, hating everything about myself, and my mother would tell me what she saw. A beautiful young lady. I have no memory of ever telling her how beautiful she is, and let me tell you, my mother is gorgeous.…
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Fleeing E was supposed to bring me peace, and comfort. I had dreams of living for myself, laughing, and making the most out of my newfound freedom. I never thought that life after him would be as painful as life with him, but it was. He still had control over me, and I was getting…
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My family, and my husband, M, harbor hurt for me not telling them what was going on. I’m not sure I’ve ever been able to vocalize the reasoning. I’m willing to bet there are others like me out there, and I want you to be able to learn something from me, and not make my…
Unmistakably Marie 